by mazuba mwiinga
PASSIONS AND EMOTIONS
Tonglo
Kuzwa ku miyanda ya Moyo wangu…
Amucipoompo ca Bongo bwangu…
Ndime nduwe…Nduwe ndime…
Moyo wako ulabalangala mbuli Ntanda yakubucedo…
Ndakuyeeya lyoonse misozi ya Luyando ilakunkumuka ca buumba…
Ijwi lyako ndibozu, lilalweela mbuli mulolo wa buci…
Uli Kalungu kaa Moyo kangu…
Ookeebelwa Nzoka mubwina…
Bacele boonse kuti koenda balalakama kukulanga…
Uli Mpana yangu iitabbili olo cizyiba cavwula buti meenda…
Nduwe Kasesya bafu…
Kalakamya Ncece…
Bbolomombo lya mumusena….
Haakabumbilwa Kujulu….
Imubotu aanga meenda aa Kasensa…
Amucipoompo ca Bongo bwangu…
Ndime nduwe…Nduwe ndime…
Moyo wako ulabalangala mbuli Ntanda yakubucedo…
Ndakuyeeya lyoonse misozi ya Luyando ilakunkumuka ca buumba…
Ijwi lyako ndibozu, lilalweela mbuli mulolo wa buci…
Uli Kalungu kaa Moyo kangu…
Ookeebelwa Nzoka mubwina…
Bacele boonse kuti koenda balalakama kukulanga…
Uli Mpana yangu iitabbili olo cizyiba cavwula buti meenda…
Nduwe Kasesya bafu…
Kalakamya Ncece…
Bbolomombo lya mumusena….
Haakabumbilwa Kujulu….
Imubotu aanga meenda aa Kasensa…
Anglo
From the roots of my heart…..
And from the skull that holds my brain….
You are me…am you…..
Your heart beams brightly like the morning star at dawn…
When I think of you, tears of love drip with sadness…
Your voice is soft….and sweet like syrup from a hive of honey….
You are the bead of my heart….
Snakes peep at you from their holes…
Wild dogs yap with jealousy when you walk past them…
You are my lily that floats on water no matter how over flowing the river is….
You make men in bereavement smile….
Boys woo at you with amazement…
You are the soft flower in the plain…
You; who was made in the sky….
You are as beautiful as water from a spring…
And from the skull that holds my brain….
You are me…am you…..
Your heart beams brightly like the morning star at dawn…
When I think of you, tears of love drip with sadness…
Your voice is soft….and sweet like syrup from a hive of honey….
You are the bead of my heart….
Snakes peep at you from their holes…
Wild dogs yap with jealousy when you walk past them…
You are my lily that floats on water no matter how over flowing the river is….
You make men in bereavement smile….
Boys woo at you with amazement…
You are the soft flower in the plain…
You; who was made in the sky….
You are as beautiful as water from a spring…
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