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Nomvula (After The Rain) (English Translation)
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Come closer my friend Here follows a long tale about where the trouble started I was raised by my father Who was bereaved at a young age by his true darling, my mother Edith Nomvula Thomas Mahola There were three of us by my mother, myself the second The middle child of my father, Bhut' Doc Nceba Mahola Never did my father cry, when they buried the body Of the love of many years, at Don Bosco; kwaZakhelе Four rooms with a dining room table in Port Elizabeth Neithеr did the three cry at the side of the grave Small hands throwing dust to dust not knowing the reason: My God! Sis' nono has left us! Sis' nono has left us! Hayini! Never have we seen such a girl raised by a man Dlamini! Never have they seen such a girl raised by a man Come closer my friend Here follows a long tale about where the trouble started Thank you, mom Thank you, dad
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