| Voice |
Mama-ma weloooo, Njiya Ne Njiyalene Tata-Ma Welooo Njiya Ne Njiyalene Wama Nuka Too Mooli mekolikoli Zri Ngweya Zruu Zri Na muko Moli mekolikoli Zri Na Ngweya woo Zri Nene Jujuke Na Mevomba wa neya ene zre ya mawongor |
| Narrator |
My mother warned me my father, he warned me They said: When you reach on top of the hill do not sigh, do not show any signs of tiredness on top of the hill, I sighed, I took deep breath, I was tired That was when I saw 'Jukuke', the Devil and his friend Mevomba, Who took me away. I was tired weak, I was a boy, my bones soft. The judge banged his gavel he shouted 'Makama' 'Makama' Exile Exile. Do you mean exile as in the case of the Molikilikili the stick insect who died and resurrected herself from death to question the grave diggers, the mourners why she wasn't washed why she was buried in dirty clothes Do you mean exile as in the case of Mowbray? or do you mean exile as in beyond the village gates to cross seas, to climb mountains seeking peace and finding none. in my flight I saw my grandmother she was rearranging the flowers around my grave she rewrote the words on my epitaph 'Ngalle was here' 'Ngalle is no more' in my flight, I saw young boys I saw young girls dancing barefoot in the "rains of my dreams And my broken landscape" I saw bees pregnant with nectar they carried me home away from exile. |
| The End |