Tumhare baare mein har baat jaanne ka junoon sa tha,
Aaj tumhari bohot aadate meri aadaton ka hissa hai jisme ek sukoon sa hai.
Achha batao na, ab bhi kuch janana baaki hai kya?
Ya phir jo jaana hai, bas itna hi kaafi hai kya?
Suno na, kuch kehna tha... chhodo, rehne do,
Tum to ho hi ziddi, chalo fir bataata hoon ||
Har ek baatein tumhari har pal apnapan sa laati hain,
Jaise pichle janmon ke kuch khaas rishton ki yaadein jagati hain.
Cuteness ka jaadu to hai hi tum me, par pata hai alag kya hai wo hai thodi sanjeedgi ke saath,
Ab agar ye tulna kia jaye to ye aise hai jaise chaand ki alta aur suraj ki baat ||
Apne kaam se jo lagan tum dikhati ho,
Pata hai tum hai na zindagi ko apni tariko aur saleekho ke sath sajati ho.
Chhoti se chhoti baat bhi yaad rakh leti ho,
Achha sach sach batana kya tum use dil ke panne par likhti ho.
Last aur ek bat batata hu jis tarah tumhara andaaz sabse juda hai,
Tumhari baatein bhi khud mein hi khuda hai ||
Nabavyusa bavila,
Nabavyusa bajhoba
Mweshi ho
Muliho x2
Bashukulu beetu batusigile ndeeto
Himangeni siye malanga ne ndeeto zetu.
Bakirage bahetiteta Muvila atatula honiho.
Bakirage bahetiteta Mujhoba atatula honiho.
Betwe tuli bamwe
Betwe tuli kumwe
Betwe tuli mubombo
Betwe tuli kumwe.
Nabavyusa bakwambaga be bajhoba,
Misika, bamawe na batata nabavyusa.
Ndeeto zetu zili missi yeetu ,
Mutenena, mutenena kya kweetu
Mwakole! mwakole!
mwakole !mwakole!
Mwakole!
Baalabu na banye babeya boshi basangana
Bashukulu beetu ku Kitanga Kye Nika
Mu bibalo byabo.
Tuliho tuli honiho,
Béné bibalo byose
Tuli honiho.
Betwe tuli bamwe
Betwe tuli kumwe
Betwe tuli mubombo
Betwe tuli kumwe.
Bafipa, bavila,
Baholoholo, batabwa,
Babuyu , babemba,
Bamasanzi, bahoma,
Babwali , batongwe,
Na baandi.
Betwe tuli bamwe
Betwe tuli kumwe
Betwe tuli mubombo
Betwe tuli kumwe.
Kibalo ne bandu
Kisi bandu Kya zima kaya.
Mwenenu Alfonso II Warally Ngengethe Musabwa
Béné Kifumbi menémené kye bavila
Betwe tuli bamwe
Betwe tuli kumwe
Betwe tuli mubombo
Betwe tuli kumwe.
MULALE MUMTENDELE
The sun slept but
failed to rise from October's bottom
Darkness has covered
Our motherland
The bright light which
Was leading our
Way to the promised land
Has faded out
We will never hearken to
The sky's plea with us
To stop pinching her ears
With thunderous wails
Infa has driven spears into
Our hearts
He has incarcerated
The bearer of our sorrows
Behind the bars of Kumanda
And it's only cold tears that
Can calm the pain
Comrades, Let's
Wallow to the baobab of time
And take rest at her feet
Let's invoke the name of Lesa
To Install a new light
To heal our wounded hearts
Another bright light to
Lead us on our journey
Yea the wounds will heal
But the scars will live on
In our hearts
A trait we'll pass to all
Generations to come ...
Sing with Zambia all of Africa
The unending dirge:
Batata mulale muchibote!
mulale muchibote!
O mulale muchibote!
Batata ba Sata Mulale muchibote!
© Sarpong Kumankoma 2014
Infa....death
Kumanda....the underworld
mulale muchibote .....RIP
Batata ......daddy
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