when someone you love dies, you never quite get over it, you just slowly learn how to go on without them but always keeping them tucked safely in your heart. rest in peace Baba miss u so badly
Abantu bangakhuluma bathini but the music these brothers created was soulful, heart felt, teardrop making, sensational....nothing to do with whether I'm Ndebele, Shona, Kalanga or what...it just spoke to the heart.
Rest In Peace our melodic brothers - Simon Chimbetu, Leonard Dembo, John Chibadura, James Chimombe, Solomon Skuza, Ndux Malax, Fanyana Dube, Marshal Munhumumwe, Biggie Tembo and many more. Thank you for the memories. Your music lives on......
toubvunza mubvunzo uya kumatenga ...we pose that question to the heavens
isu toubvunza chete toubvunza ...we wont stop asking
kuti sei Mwari muchitipa nguva yakaoma ...why our God do you give us a torrid time
ko hama dzedu dzinotisiya dziripiko ...where are our late relatives
imi munovaisa nyika iripi kure ..which faraway country do you place them
uko kwavanogara vasingagone kutaura nesu ...where do they reside that they cant even communicate with us
uko kwavanosvika vasingagone kunyora tsamba ..upon arrival they cant even write us a letter
kuti hama dzangu ndakafamba zvakanaka.....that my relatives i travelled well and safe
nyika yandiri ndigere hangu zvakanaka ....where i am residing i have settled well
asi rokwe rangu remavara riya chengetai....but keep safe that multi- couloured dress of mine
nokuti ndiri mushishi kukumbira kuvatongi....im frantically pleading with the Rulers/Judges
kuti vandipe gwara ndidzokere kwandakabva....to give me directions for my way back home
nekuti ndakasiya vana vangu vese ...because i left all of my children
ndasuwa mwana wangu gotwe ......i miss my last born child.
The song just touches deep down my soul and reminds me of my mum. She boarded a bus back in the days when this song was released and listened to it. That was on her trip from Mutare to Harare aboard a Tenda bus. She just loved it from the start and told us of this song before we even heard it. She sang for us the lyrics and wondered how Chimbetu thought of the lyrics.
Back then I was only 12years old and I am the youngest. Mum would sing mostly the part that says ndasuwa mwana wangu gotwe and would say she would rather die when I get older. I remember being upset and telling mum never to die or die when I am old enough and satisfied that I would have looked after her. Mum would always say she will only be happy if I am old enough, ready to rest.
Indeed, mum passed away when I was in my second year at UZ, guess she was happy that I was old enough but I was gutted since I never looked after her. Only bought her a few stuff from my student payouts but that was just little. Now I still hold on to my tears each time I listen to this song. Wonder whether she can hear it from above. My pain remains. Now living in Australia with family and mum could have been happy to be reaping her reward for raising me from mari yemusika. Miss ya mum...asi sei Mwari vachitipa nguva yakaoma.
It pains me today, I dont even have the photo of my mother who passed away when i was very young. I cant even remember her face , when i listen to this song ummm hameno.