Rivers Of Babylon

By the rivers of Babylon, 
Where he sat down, 
And there he wept 
When he remembered Zion. 
Oh, the wicked carried us away in captivity, 
Required from us a song, 
How can we sing King Alpha's song 
Inna strange land? 
So, let the words of our mouth 
And the meditations of our heart 
Be acceptable in Thy sight. 
Oh, verai!