What's really wrong with you?
Is everything ok with you?
Are all your senses working?
Tell me, what's the matter?
I'm not your match
I dress like one peasant farmer
My parents are poor
Yes, you rebuffed me
I accepted, right
What's the point in going around, telling around
That I'm not your match
That I dress like one peasant farmer
That my parents are poor
That you rebuffed me
What's the point?
Ah ah, stop wasting your time
Oh, I moved on

© Julius Malah Matete Munthali