The Sun Has Set
Look the sun has set….darkness is approaching
the skys are closing
tired citizens to rest after hustles and fights of the day
receive my basket of fish
prepare some soup for my sons
in my rag get me mrija [drinking straw] and mboko [drinking cup]
my karafuu seeds and my smoking pipe to quench my sorrows
please turn on the redio, i listen to the news
of the nation
the big pot has broken, black cloud has spread
far from the rivers of kush
the land where the flag was raised up in the mountains
my sons pull the matt….we escort the sun
wisedom to sink into your hearts
knowledge to please the soul
busara will take care of you
understanding to dwell with you
to fight poverty, stupidity and diseases
religion the fourth challenge for African nations
tribalism is sucking up democracy
there are those living upstairs
whenever they take a bath our sealing boads leak
wisdom to sink into your hearts, knowledge to please the soul.
Rivers Of Kush