Welcome to kachang See the only road With a name Nyekul street There you can breath Fresh air
The kids play Hide and seek In shrubs nearby Some though get away With sneaky tricks Fumbling with virgins A treat for the daring youth
Nyekul street In the Badibu village of kachang Has no airs of pretence But a cool residence There people live in peace Caring one for the other
In the evening comes The fish seller Selling fries from Baobolong Which they cook for meals Served hot and peppery too Nyekul street then waits For the lovers walk Kissing under the baobab tree As the owls hoot in the dark leaves above All you hear is muted whispers Or giggling youth in mischief Enjoying a peepshow
In the homes though Old women sit and tell stories To kids who listen enrapt Getting songs here and there Or screaming in horror Depending on the tale Then to bed they all retire To sleep and dream In perfect peace