Wargaming

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"The coward stayed
he turned back
acted according to his mother.
But of us
brave men
many died
because they fought.

(the hyena cries cries the hyena cries )

Our brother in arms 
lying on the ground
 will not sleep with us.
 There we left him
  legs and feet on the roadside
the head tilted
among the grass.

Soldiers of Nekanda
 cattle conquerors for Hayvinga
son of Nasitai:
 we are rivals at home
 for women.
In war, in the forest
we are of the same mother."


Kwanyama War Song