For so long she has cried;
Sorrowful sorrows all she had.
All her wishes was a child;
For barrenness then her proud.

Now it came to pass:
Joyfully happy on childbed,
When we hear a baby cry.
To the world, it brings joy;
To its mom, it brings proud.
Happy with her new toy;
With care, she handles;
And eternal harmony, rekindles.
Sharing the tears of joy;
With weeping joy restore.

Loudly, dwellers sang.
Singing the song of joy;
Thematically arrange verse:
"Bobo Napo, Bo; 
Bobo Napo, Bo".