I feel like a nyota has been pulled out of the sky,
Its left me cold, as recently the sky has become dimmer.
I felt your pain, but mine could never live up to the pain he has been through.
I will never again see Michael's smile light up my sky.
It will always be dark even when it's light.
Never again to hear him sing Dirty Diana au see him dance, it was so magical.
To me the way he danced was different,
I didn't see the moves, only the passion I saw in his eyes.
Michael's upendo for the children of the world will never die.
Our, my brother of the sun, has been take away
but his music, upendo and kindness will alaways stay,
In my moyo forever,
Never again to die away.
Michael will still dance for me in my heart, all of our hearts and among the clouds.
The heavens will always hear forever and zaidi Michael imba out loud proud.