The Komboni Love Poem by Preston Mwiinga

I Will meet you by the mango tree, (pachimutengo chamango kumazulo) . When I whistle, come the kajima it is quite hidden there.
Kuli bantu, I will hide myself monga ndine ninja, because your brother can pour me hot water.
He guards as if he is one who is going to marry you and yet depleting your market.

Come on my gelo, I'm taking you on a date.
For lunch we will hummer from soweto. Vamene tikuka, nika five finger, Nshima and not any other food staff.
Bana chanda muikepo nachikanda.
Without bevra sitizakuta napesini koni.
For the sweet course tizadyelapo che vimusale.
When coming from kalale tizapita njila yamuma inddustries paka mukomboni, kaili this a a komboni love.
Ati you want a new skirt naka dress kokugwilisa,
My love for you will. Make me take you to a botique, Fulama botique kaili paja pali tuma latesst nachikondi chatu ni latest.
When coming to your place, chimba changa chi Xbus chizayendela pa shoulder nishi nimwelapo chabe. Nachi freezit kaili paja ninsi kwapyta, nikafika nipeze ninsi mwaikako na tu manzi mu Joe Saka I want to quench my thirsty,
Iyi yeve ni latest love kaili ndiye ija komboni love