iBhubesi (Monwa)

Monwa (& Me '97) then and now

iBhubesi

by Monwa Xala (in isiZulu)

Kumakhilomitha ‘maningi uyezwakala

Waziwa ngolaka lwakhe
Kubo bonke abanqamula endleleni yakhe
Ubhodla inselele yakhe,

Umsindo ovala izindlebe, wenze umuntu abe isithulu

Ngamandla nokuziqhenya, uyama.

Ubusa ngokusabisa

Njengenkosi emazweni

Ngokubabazekayo kwaba kwesiqu sakhe .

Ngokusabisa wenza izigxilisa,

Lapho ezobulala khona.

Elindele isikhathi asaziyo

Elele ezifihlweni zamathafeni aluhlaza,

Elindele isisulu sakhe.

Ulinde ngokubekezela, ukuthola ithuba lakhe

Lokuthola idili namhlanje

Mese’ suthi, ulala usuku lonke,

Ngaphathi komthunzi wesihlahla, elindele ubusuku

Ukuze ‘nze ngokuthanda kwakhe

Eqala futhi enza indlela yakhe

Emphinjweni wakhe, kube ukugwavuma

Ukuvumela nxazonke eThafeni

Ezazisa bonke ukuthi uyazingela

Zonke izidalwa zezilwane ziyawazi lomsindo

Futhi, bazi nokuthi ukufa kusemnyangweni wabo

Mabezwa iBhubesi libhonga

Lion

(A Google Translate Translation)

Kilometers' are uttered

 He is known for his anger 
Board his challenge, 
Of all through the way

A deafening noise, make a person deaf 

Power and pride, he pauses. 
as countries 
Rules ngokusabisa

Majestic was his stature. 

Ngokusabisa implant, 
Waiting for the time that we 
When you kill it.

Lying on a green secret, 

Waiting for his victim. 
Wait patiently to get his chance 
To feast today

Starts' satisfaction, sleep all day, 

Within the shade of a tree, waiting for the night 
To make his He began and made his way

Emphinjweni his growl Allowing around the Plain 

To enlighten all that is on the prowl

All species of creatures know this signal

And, they knew that their death from the Preach Lions

Lion

(an edit from Google by Trev)

For many kilometres he can be heard,

Well known for his anger,

All who enter his territory.

A warning for trespassers,

The noise deafens the ears, the last sound people hear

With Power and Pride, he stands tall.

A King of the Nation.

Ruling through Fear and Intimidation.

Majestic in stature

A constant threat

Waiting for the time

You try attack

Lying hidden in green

Waiting for his victim

Waiting patiently for a chance

Waiting for today's feast

The day may start with a slumber

Waiting under the shade of a tree

Waiting for his moment

Waiting for the night

To start to make his way

His deep, low growl awakes

Echoing around the plain

Letting all know he is on the prowl

Every species and every creatures knows the sound

They know that sound is the Lion

Preaching of their death