| ::Under The Bamboo Tree:: Author Unknown Down in the jungles lived a maid Of royal blood, though dusky shade A marked impression once she made Upon a Zulu From Matabooloo And every morning he would be Down underneath a bamboo tree Awaiting there, his love to see And then to her he'd sing: (To her he'd sing...) If you lak-a-me Lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a both the same I lak-a say This very day I lak-a change your name 'Cause I love a-you And love a-you true And if you a-love a me One live as two Two live as one Under the bamboo tree! And in this simple jungle way He wooed the maiden every day By singing what he had to say One day he seized her And gently squeezed her And then beneath the bamboo green He begged her to become his queen; The dusky maiden blushed unseen And joined him in his song: If you lak-a-me Lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a both the same I lak-a say This very day I lak-a change your name 'Cause I love a-you And love a-you true And if you a-love a me One live as two Two live as one Under the bamboo tree! This little story, strange but true, Is often told in Mataboo Of how this Zulu tried to woo His jungle lady In tropics shady Although the scene was miles away Right here at home I dare to say You'll hear some Zulu every day Gush out this soft refrain: If you lak-a-me Lak I lak-a-you And we lak-a both the same I lak-a say This very day I lak-a change your name 'Cause I love a-you And love a-you true And if you a-love a me One live as two Two live as one Under the bamboo tree! |