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Oh ! Ma ville natale
Oh ! Ma ville natale
Au pied d’une montagne
Où se couche le soleil d’Afrique noire,
Ville s’étendant sur la plaine
Recevant le vent du Lac Mwelu,
Vaste étendue d’eau du Sud
D’où la Luvua prend ses eaux,
Traverse le vaste territoire
Et se jette dans le fleuve Congo.
Paysage de contraste beauté fleurie,
S’étendant et ne faisant qu’un avec la Z...
Monday 22nd March 2010 10:44 am
Eye of the Beholder
This is a poem by Siraj Patel Paguthanvi translated into English by Aziz Zumla
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
O My Sweet let us meet
and whisper sweet nothings,
set alight a myriad of stars
and see what magic springs
The blazing Sun and all its rays
with your gaze you set ablaze.
Lower your gaze and the rays
are nothing but ...
Wednesday 17th March 2010 10:33 am
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