Freshlyground - Nomvula (After The Rain) Lyrics
Sondela, mhlobo wamNali ibali elide; apho kwaqala khona inkathazo -zozo…Ndakhuliswa nguyise wam, owaswelekelwa esemtshaNguDarly wakhe, umama wam uEdith Nomvula Thomas MaholaSasibathathu kumama wam, ndingowesbini ke mna; umafungwashe katataUbhut' Doc Nceba MaholaZang' alile uyise wam mhla kwakufihlwa umzimba wesithandwa seminyakaEDon Bosco Kwazakhele, 4 rooms, with a dining-room table eBhayiZange balile nabathathu ecamb' kwengcwaba lakheZandl’ ezincinci zalahl' uthuth' eluthuthweni singasazi nesizathuTyhini na bethuna usishiyil' uSis' Nono! Usishiyil' uSis' Nono!Hayini! Azange sayibona intombi enje yakhuliswa yindodaDlamini! Abazange bayibona intombi enje yakhuliswa yindoda.Sondela, mhlobo wamNali ibali elide; apho kwaqala khona inkathazo -zozo…(Come closer my friendHere follows a long tale about where the trouble startedI was raised by my fatherWho was bereaved at a young age by his true darling, my motherEdith Nomvula Thomas MaholaThere were three of us by my mother, myself the secondThe middle child of my father, Bhut' Doc Nceba MaholaNever did my father cry, when they hid the body of the love of many yearsAt Don Bosco; Kwazakhele… four rooms (with a dining room table) in Port ElizabethNeither did the three cry at the side of the grave,Small hands throwing dust to dust not knowing the reason:Tyhini na bethuna! 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 friendHere follows a long tale about where the trouble started)
