Ndithe nditheza ngeny’ imini 

Ndithe nditheza ngeny’ imini 

Ndadibana nomfan' obomvu 

And his name was rain 

I’m over the moon as the night-wind descends 

Floating on a heaven of dandelion petals 



(Once when I was collecting firewood in the forest I met a young red man 

And his name was rain) 



(Old African proverb)