You, a red man, and I, a black man - Moses Cot

Our God is one.

Our grandfather is one.

Adam and Eve,

Adam and Eve,

Adam and Eve.

Let’s flee to the bush.

Let's flee to the bush.

Let’s flee to the bush.

Let's flee to the bush

of the Gajaak Nuer.

It's a good thing we did.

We stayed a long time.

We stayed with with the Lou Nuer.

it's a good thing we did.

People were eaten by their own brothers

What kind of talk is this?

Rancor fills my heart.

There is nothing else.

Rancor fills my heart.

There is nothing else.

People were eaten by their own brothers

You, a red man, and I, a black man,

where do we meet?

You, a red man, and I a black man,

where do we meet?

There is no meeting.

---

Moses Cot (20th century) Sudan

Translated by Terese Svoboda

Source: Sudan Open Archive: Cleaned the Crocodile's Teeth, Translated by Terese Svoboda, Greenfield Review Press, 1985