we fold our hairs in the plains of drizzles
rhyming are the braids of iltwati when they walk together
fellows let's not drive our song to boredom
miboni the one we sing with the radiance of the moon
and our fathers have joined forces with the enemies.
they've sold empusel of white sands
they've sold the commiphora at loosingiran
they've sold emukutan because of cement
muje my cow tell me the suffering you've got
and I'll tell you the one I've shared with you
I've shared the bad fly in the tsavo park
I've shared the numbness of the kyulu hills
if it weren't for the feared laibon in Nanyuki
I'd have the suffering lifted for all cows on earth
how pityful it is to leave raiding
when our bodies are used to unbought rams
Papa rain in favour of the herders
so that Koilel might return back home
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