Be my terbenacle of exile
The foundations of my home so it never shakes
The earth rod in my building to devoid shocks
Your name embroidered on my socks
The shepherd who looks out for my flocks
If I carve my tents around the 'ecstacy' of your skin
And the tenderness of your embrace brings near the shores of peace
Then I'd say,love came to change me
I'd flee anytime I'm caught up...