Newton کتێبخانەی ئەلیکترۆنی
Nkanyezi has an idea.

Nkanyezi was worried.

“How will the sun shine again unless we sing to wake it from its winter slumber?” she asked herself.

Nkanyezi thought for a long time.

“I must find what we have lost,” she decided.

“I must go in search of things that will bring backthe spirit of celebration to my village.”