If you truly created muntu, If you truly want me, to lend mine umbrella ears to you. If you’re really wonderful and good, If you truly want me, to slaughter a bull sacrifice for you. If you really provide curd for my lame ewe, If you truly want me, To worship thee omnipotent one, Then do these my pitiful god; Make the sun to shine during the moonless nights, so that the night runners cease disturbing me, Make my bearded he-goat a gorgeous donkey, so that I won’t trek to Daraja Mbili market, Make our phlegmatic village chief a castrated bull, to be gored in the upcoming bullfight, Make my neighbor Mochama’s daughter gorgeous, a moon go...
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