Oh your hair will always be with all my heart before you black now turn into and soon you will become gray hair, always i take care of you with all my heart every day i watered you, i'm oil to you so you grow strong, black and bushy and without despair I always comb you though sometimes the wind always hit you, oh your hair will soon be gray hair, but I will still watering you, apply oil to you and comb you. if you want to get away from where you stand so far do not forget the place that ever you are black he never asks you a salary, but he is very very hot, itchy as long as you ride in place him, oh your hair is very valuable to humans even you have the nickname "crown" if the man you never stop really embarrassed him.
