“Oh, Kora, my beloved, your eyes are like the moo-moo flowers;
Your form is as straight as a young coco-palm.
So my heart, my heart is on fire with thoughts of love;
Yet I dare not reveal the beauty of my face to you;
For, oh, listen to me! I have made a vow to the serpent-god;
And I must not reveal my beautiful face to your sweeter eyes.
Oh, Kora, my heart is heavy with grief; what shall I do?”
Then Kora also made up a song; and the words of the song were like unto this:
“Oh, come to me, my Kasawayo, for my heart is full of joy.
Vinaka! O loved one, all praise to Mbete and the great Ndengi of Mbau