My Ferryman
She knew me by Roberto, Can Ngon, RW, Wissai, and Ferryman
She said, why so many names, huh my man
Are you hiding something, what all these names mean
I smiled, don't you worry, I ain't no mujahideen
A rose by any name still smells sweet
And I, by any name, is always neat
I'm glad you don't call me by my school name yet
I'm dreaming of the day while smoking my calumet
The dam of your feelings burst and you gush forth with a flow
"Oh, Bá, Bá, my Ferryman, I love you, and will never let you go"
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