But you,my son, you cannot hit the gwarra-gwarra straight, but you can read the bones. Go down? Yes, because a bird's going to poop on your head. I see the waters breaking.soon! Forgive me, Great sorcerer! What most the bones say? Well, there are two things in the bones. Madala, please, tell me this time I'll have a son. I've had the same story six times! Perhaps the ancestors have sent this orphan pale boy to be my son. This time, I'll produce you a male-child. Uploaded by Suprabhat Datta I've been raised by my people In the heart of the land I've suckled at the *** I've learned how to stand I am strong like the lion I am humble like the "duka" I can play the "gwarra-gwarra" I can dance the "soeka-soeka" argument production realization Go see what was what! incredible! Fear not, my king.
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