In The Old House Officials
Stephen Collins on the road to promote the development

Swanepoel de Reap,
Far away,
The structure of the monastery Wa my heart then Webber,
An old monastery or Hua De people remain.
All up and down de create each
Unfortunately,
There is still no curfew sweep of the old farm,
Friendly people in the old house.

The whole world I am sad and depressed,
Beriohiri any curfew.
Darkis how you grow tired of my heart,
Now de people in the old house!

Each session, do not give up any farm
When I was young
Den many happy days, no shattered
Many of the songs de any Sung.
When I play the role of my Said
PRODERE anyone.
Oh my check to the type of old mudder!
Der Let me life and death.

A little hut between the shrubs,
De Jae love is
Still unfortunately my memory, speed,
Whatever any curfew.
Whenever I see no de-bee murmur
Each session de comb?
When I hear de BHANG Toming
Down in my house splendor?

The whole world I am sad and depressed,
No Beriohiri curfew,
Darkis how you grow tired of my heart,
now de people in the old house!