She should be free as a bird, no trapping
Children, spend in love, let no one hurt your heart
Be as firm as a kasha tree, a lig nuhm fight enough
Fall in love, night and day dem rot
I hear dem weeping constantly, dem in a misery
Woman dem have to fight, beat and ill treat, boy nuh do it
Nuh make shake that fi kill you in your sleep
If you cut her teeth, gah mi draw a jiggle for a whip
And taste the luck like a pickle fi you eat
Just love a yatta
Don't abuse nor try to buy her off