Jayram Daya Biography

Seeing the smile on a pretty face,
Wanting to hear the steps that race,
Nostalgic smell I always chase.
Tasty kiss that wants to embrace,
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Red rose for you my dear
We are near this year
Fresh from the morning dew
I am due from the few
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Where the ancestor's spirits lives forever
Saluting Madiba for his endeavour
The dawn of freedom colours the eastern sky
Awake South Africa it's my cry
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Childhood enrolled fun and play
With a demand all was done
Neglect and habits had no say
When playing was all in one
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When hatred invaded a weak thought,
The mind was prepared for defeat.
It was the will that fought,
Anger attacked without retreat.
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