Kamusale

Last night I was dreaming I was a king
This king had no woman to call a queen
Enticed by her beauty
I made her a queen
Getting closer to her, she was my angel
Moto, moto, fire
Getting closer to her, she was a rebel
Moto, moto, fire
Shrewd and so cunning
A cheating rebel
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart
Soon I discovered her wicked ways
Moto, moto, fire
Moto, moto, fire
Getting closer to her
Burning fire, moto, moto fire
Getting closer to her
Burning fire, moto, moto fire
Getting closer to her
Burning fire, moto, moto fire
Getting closer to her
Burning fire, moto, moto fire