There is a smile on his face. He has a grin on his face.
He has been a mule for so long,
He has forgotten his race. It has forgotten its own race.
I'm like that old mule-I'm like that old mule-
Black.-Never mind! Black-it's no big deal!
You have to take me, listen to me,
Like me. Like me.
The translation of the original text is expected to be adopted. . . . .