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)