Clear and powerful And ultimately Into the sprawling Mwea Plains And though out of the steep Still deliver her intimate brand Of current flow-power.
Sneaking silently around the curves Bending towards her destiny She now only whispers A low murmur of liquid advice "Please don't Defile, misuse or pollute me For I love you Tha's why I came"
And I love to admire The Immense beauty of her flow Old yet powerful Her steps gaily like a fairy And her valley heavy with vegetation A forest out of a scary fairy tale.
But I love to watch her Slim body Snaking to the direction of the slope The dance of white foams in the current As she churns her way to the coast Releasing a cold radiation A caressing chill The beauty of her source The snow-capped lofty mountains I can only give my love to you To you my darling That can only be River Nyamindi.