Indirectly inspired by the death of the last native speaker of Bo:
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/22/20100205/tod-oukoe-uk-india-tribe-b7e5c6f.html
Lyrics
Lots of people, lots of tongues
Multipurpose, too
But while wea€™re roaming in this world
Therea€™s one thing we must do.
Chorus: Leta€™s not let love become extinct
A thing of which we dreamed
Let it not be torn in two,
Split up at the seams.
Let someone know you love them
Make their life complete
Doesna€™t have to be an epic
Keep it short and sweet
Chorus
Spread a little fortune
Everywhere you go
Make your purpose known
And one day it will show
