Boranaa!
The roots of ours,
so beautiful to our eyes,
a link to our past,
a home of our ancestors,
where remain their souls.
you and we are one!
Thus, we share your pain!
Because...........
you are the source of great singers who have given sound to our feelings
The Belly of Oromummaa with its multiple nature colors
the mother of great engineers who have built bridges for our dreams
The root of Makkoo Billii chef of the chives of laws.
Do you remeber?.....
the time you sent your kids so more of you to build,
>From Bobbaasaa cost to Wallo's end?
To the West, beyond Walg'aa ?
To the east across Dirree Dhow'aa?
Making your center Dhakaa araraa?
where the Habash harvested so much of their injeraa.?
Believe me ayyoo Boranaa....!
You are a great mother who produced great teachers
great writers who have given words to our thoughts
productive farmers who have sown the land for our meals
smart doctors who have healed our wounds
Because of you, Humanity dances!
You see, ayyo Boranaa! hadhaa Oromo
Deessuu Walloo, akkoo Baabboo
Akaakileen kee warrii Qobboo
karaa Lixaa warrii Hamboo
Ittii fufees ijoolleen Harjoo
Karaa kibbaa, warrii xichoo
Karaa jidduu warrii bachoo
Ballee kessatti warri Mandoyyee
karaa bahaa warrii ilkarree
Ilmaallan kee warrii Anyiyyaa
walloon ceyaanii warrii Rayyaa
Gara_multa cinaa... warrii Habroo
Sooddoon darbanii ijoolleen Nonnoo
Warrii Ituu fii warrii Hoborraa
akaakileen kee wal Horee jiraa!!!
kanaafuu, hundii saanii walii firaa!!
Iluun kaasee........
Walga'aa fii Jimmaan deebisee
Baleef Arsiidhaan qaarsisee
Maqaa tookkoo waliibasee!
Dabalatee.. Salaalee_Metaa fii Karrayyuu
Ilmaan kee hundii tokkoo hammayyu.
Your states, the six stars
which includes your mountains and rivers,
Are......
Walloo Arsii and Tulama
plus Maccaa, Boranaa and Bartummaa
Therefore, I see no Jimmaa or Walg'aa
Harar and balee, Iluu abbaa boraa or even Shoa.!
The dust that rises from your surface
has so much staff that it tells
it embraces my face
your wind that blows in my ears
Tells me where I belong
Where I am from and where I am going!
So, smile and try to forget your sorrow
because you have a bright tomorrow
Yes! I can feel your pain
But believe the sun will shine
I promise you will see again
As in Waqayyo your children worshiping
to destroy famine, they will be together marching
the lost freedom? you will regain!
..Then your birds will sing in your paradise
Soon after we grabbed freedom in our hands
with the help of our proud fighters
with the blood of those who have fallen
As their lives is not in vain
Freedom shall prevail!!
Rundassa Eshete Hunde
Oct 2000
"Oromo" opsa@erda.net
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