Here's the original song: link
Verse 1
Young Private has a moyo of gold,
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Why both his folks are who knows where
Even Uncle Nigel was barely even there
Helping others was his goal to achieve
To all the other birds, he seems naiive
Using rainbows to wipe away tears
In order to hopefully sugarcoat fear.
Accused of being weak, he is told to get strong,
Even though he says fighting's just dead wrong.
People accuse him to possess stupidity
Forcing him as interior snippity.
Private's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home
No other choice but to go and not pack
Finding out that life is a one way track.
Chorus
Black and White run
Black and white run
Black and white run
Black and white run
Verse 2
Poor Rico was a psycho, he was told,
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Desire of destruction to risk his life
No female would want to be his wife.
To stay alive, everyone kept their distance
Waddled from his location, for instance.
Barely spoke clear, gibberish is his tone,
He was most likely bad to the bone.
Rico was crazy, but yet he doesn't care
Leaving loads of dark smoke blowing in the air.
Unsure if his stomach's filled with intoxication
zaidi and zaidi he just lacks appreciation.
Rico's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home
No other choice but to go and not pack
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(Chorus)
Verse 3
Now Kowalski has chemicals to hold
Trying to research why the world's so cold.
Has the highest intellect in all the land
All his work is what no one understands.
Others think he's strange as an egghead bird.
What is it that made him become such a nerd?
How he's too smart and yet has good looks
Unable to read, he has smarts de books.
Smarts over force, he believes in the bone
Therefore, in his family, he just stands alone.
They don't think that his brains can help him survive,
Yet further out, he's clearly alive.
Kowalski's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home.
No other choice but to go and not pack.
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(Chorus)
Verse 4
Skipper's here with attitude so bold
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Can't remember his mom's caring squeeze
Life later's everything but a breeze.
Found two dudes with whom he can chill,
Manfredi and Johnson were a good ill.
But the two were accident prone
And they both became dead and gone.
Then Denmark's where he decides to stay
And then he met Hans, who he thought was okay.
But trust cracked and he wants Hans to die.
And, to the Danes, he was forced to say goodbye.
Skipper's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home.
No other choice but to go and not pack.
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(chorus)
Verse 1
Young Private has a moyo of gold,
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Why both his folks are who knows where
Even Uncle Nigel was barely even there
Helping others was his goal to achieve
To all the other birds, he seems naiive
Using rainbows to wipe away tears
In order to hopefully sugarcoat fear.
Accused of being weak, he is told to get strong,
Even though he says fighting's just dead wrong.
People accuse him to possess stupidity
Forcing him as interior snippity.
Private's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home
No other choice but to go and not pack
Finding out that life is a one way track.
Chorus
Black and White run
Black and white run
Black and white run
Black and white run
Verse 2
Poor Rico was a psycho, he was told,
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Desire of destruction to risk his life
No female would want to be his wife.
To stay alive, everyone kept their distance
Waddled from his location, for instance.
Barely spoke clear, gibberish is his tone,
He was most likely bad to the bone.
Rico was crazy, but yet he doesn't care
Leaving loads of dark smoke blowing in the air.
Unsure if his stomach's filled with intoxication
zaidi and zaidi he just lacks appreciation.
Rico's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home
No other choice but to go and not pack
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(Chorus)
Verse 3
Now Kowalski has chemicals to hold
Trying to research why the world's so cold.
Has the highest intellect in all the land
All his work is what no one understands.
Others think he's strange as an egghead bird.
What is it that made him become such a nerd?
How he's too smart and yet has good looks
Unable to read, he has smarts de books.
Smarts over force, he believes in the bone
Therefore, in his family, he just stands alone.
They don't think that his brains can help him survive,
Yet further out, he's clearly alive.
Kowalski's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home.
No other choice but to go and not pack.
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(Chorus)
Verse 4
Skipper's here with attitude so bold
Trying to find out why the world's so cold.
Can't remember his mom's caring squeeze
Life later's everything but a breeze.
Found two dudes with whom he can chill,
Manfredi and Johnson were a good ill.
But the two were accident prone
And they both became dead and gone.
Then Denmark's where he decides to stay
And then he met Hans, who he thought was okay.
But trust cracked and he wants Hans to die.
And, to the Danes, he was forced to say goodbye.
Skipper's now frozen on a path on his own
Trying to separate hell and home.
No other choice but to go and not pack.
Finding out that life is a one way track.
(chorus)
This is my very first poem... please don't laugh
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
siku in, siku out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired kwa the end of the siku and inaonyesha her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of upendo for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
siku in, siku out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired kwa the end of the siku and inaonyesha her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of upendo for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
