Zimbabwe my home,
For we may be separated,
But I will all ways remember you,
The Accasia tree in the garden,
The blood red roses,
John my friend I miss you,
You were the best friend I could ever have,
Juliana I always smile when I hear your name,
You were always there with a comforting smile,
The times that we had were the best of my life,
But fear not we will all be reunited again one day,
When that day comes I shall cry tears of joy,
