Stain Katuli - Towards our goal

I’ll take you home
Where mother and father are
There’ll you feel warm
With beams you’ll behold afar

Kith and kin’ll I tell
‘Here’s she, your own’
From faces’ll then gaiety spell
‘Ours indeed, a treasure of our own’

Round the village’ll we ramble
Arm in arm, you and me alone
Scores of stories’ll we mumble
Sweet ones, full of love tone

Together’ll we stroll down that valley
Of unsullied air and cute sounds
Love notes we’ll then share all the way
To that place, a milieu that never upsets

Stain Katuli

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