他在黑暗中看着她，看着这个女人，她是母亲，非洲，智慧，理解，吃得好的东西，南瓜，鸡肉，无尽，无尽的灌木丛和哭泣的长颈鹿，给妇女流泪，以便在篮子上涂抹；哦，博茨瓦纳，我的国家，我的住所。
(He looked at her in the darkness, at this woman who was everything to him-mother, Africa, wisdom, understanding, good things to eat, pumpkins, chicken, the white sky across the endless, endless bush, and the giraffe that cried, giving its tears for women to daub on their baskets; O Botswana, my country, my place.)