Quench the Thirsting

she stands crying in the desert,
in the wasteland of lost hopes,
as she reaches for an answer, a cure for her soul
she cries:
moyo moyo omutukuvu
nkusaba omponye enyonta
mu mutima gwange
moyo moyo omutukuvu
nkusaba omponye enyonta
omponye enyonta mu meme yange
in the sea of her emptiness, a river starts to flow,
bringing peace to her restlessness,
her spirit starts to glow
nkoye nkoye okuyayagana
lelo lelo mponya mponya
nkoye nkoye okuyayagana
lelo lelo mponya mponya
like the rain after winter, her life has now become
now it’s like an endless summer,
her season’s just begun