His cup overflows with your milk!
Does he have a vampire mouth
to suck you cow`s teat?
And me, your child
i take dregs and drops
of sweat and breath.
Then, i stand watching
at that distant drop
falling from his cup
and dreaming of fortune
from afar, averting my eyes
from you, my unmilked cow, my land.
When at last i lift my face
toward the savannah sky
the sun has set
And what's mine i've already lost
drained into his cup
my cow`s milk!