MY LOVE, I HAVE BOUGHT A TRANSISTOR RADIO

When you go to Ravine, dear reader

Or pass by the place

Please find my love Cheptoo, and tell her these

If she doesn’t a phone, that is,

Oh you are asking how you fill find her?

They live in a mud walled house before the stream

Or ask a renowned drunkard in the area

They’ll lead to her father, there you’ll find her

Now that you know where to find her

Please tell her I’ve bought a new transistor radio

And two bi speakers, 

So that she can tune in to her favourite station

Also, my small brother finished school

And left me his mattress, its more comfortable now

Tell her she won’t complain of back pains when she visits

Tell her, this is important, that my uncle promised me a job

Not a fancy one, but in the great city of Nairobi

I will a security guard, with my own uniform

Tell her I will come for her and take her with me

So that she can know what it means to miss mursik

And eat thin transparent chapati by the road side

Please don’t get jealous, please deliver this message

She’s is my light during the day and even the night

Tell her I think of her like Kiprono thinks of gold medal

Tell her I dream of her like Raila dreams of presidency

Tell her I will cling to her like Mugabe to presidency

Tell her I miss her and she must visit me soonest

Or else I find someone else, like I have done sometimes

Tell her none have been comparable to her, of course