Ngise la tsô, annyamev uhar ve lu ahuraior. I yilan u môm er, Magezi Mataala Manene, ugenegh la di er, Kasiru Kasiira Katono.

Ve yaan hanmakwagh imiôngo. Je yô, a lu ishondokye kpa ve kar kwagh a mi.

Iyange igenegh sev hungwa av tsô, Mageze er mhen, a pine er, "Er nena se eren tom ken ityev voogh er se karen kwaghyan nahan ga?"

Kasiru kaa a na er, "U pine ka kwagh u mimi, doo u se koson kwaghyan wase hen ijiir imiôm."

Ve cii ve rumun a kwaghôron la.

Magezi pine huror na er, "Me ga! Ka an jim nan a hii u kahana? Er nena u kaha mo m va lôô ga?"

Kasiru kpa venda ga, a za hemen a kaha tsa gbulumaa za due. Tsô a yila huror na, Magezi, er a za lôô a se amine.

Magezi kaa a na er, "Za hemen u lôô, mo me va hura toho kera." Kasiru kpa venda ga, a za hemen a lôô.

Toho va hiin u menden yô, Kasiru za kaa a huror na er, "Za hula ase toho ken amine la." Magezi kaa a na er, "Ei, we za hula, mo me va sunda."

Kasiru za hemen hula amine zan zan a kar vian.

Ka va kom shie u sundan yô, shi a za hen huror na, a za kaa a na er, "Magezi, m kaha, m lôô, shi m hula amine ne. Kar a se ze sunda."

Magezi kaa a na er, "Me er nahala ga, m ngu a shie ga! We yem za sunda, me va kula me za haa ken wuna. Kpa shi Kasiru venda ga.

Sundu been yô, a ta ikyenge a yila Magezi er, "Orwam, m sunda m bee ve, va kula a se za haa ken wuna."

Magezi na ikyar er, "Nenge, me fatyô u kenden amine sha ga. Me va va shie u shoghol la.!

Kasiru gba ahon a huror na kwa ne, a kaa a na er, "M nenge mer, u ngu eren mo atseregh."

Kpa Magezi venda, a kaa a na er, "Ka mimi ga!" A za heme a kaa er, "Na'm ikpyagher amine imiôm, yem a amine agenegh la cii. Ngin je kpa me va kimbi'u."

Kasiru lu vihi tu ga, a za hemen a na Magezi ikpyagher amine imiôm, maa hanmaor yem gbenda u nan.

Magezi gbe yemen yô, a za nenge ngôkyegh lu saar inya, lu sangen agboghol yan. A kaa a na er, u we u ya agboghol yô, gba ngohol amine ne yan tsô."

Ngôkyegh la ngohol amine la gba menan asange la. Magezi kenger zanzan a mena a bee.

Maa a ngor var, Ayoooo! U ya'm amine cica veoo. Amine la ka a am ga, m za gba a gba injô hen Kasiru.

Ngôkyegh zamber a na kaa er, "Ka shie u tan aji je ne, er i lu nahan yô, me ta iji imiôm me na'u."

Tsô Magezi ngohol iji la hen ngôkyegh, a kar shi a gba yemen. Ica gbe ga yô, a za nenge a mbayev ve lu keren awen sha atam a mango.

A kaa a ve er, "Aluer ne soo er atam a mango la a haa shin inya yô, ker nen ijikyegh ne." A gema i a na ve.

Mba keren ijikyegh la yô, i za ta sha gbaakon i hembe.

Magezi Mataala Manene cried out, "Wuwiii! You have broken my egg! The hen gave me the egg, but it was not mine. The egg was for the millet the hen ate. The millet was not mine. I borrowed the millet from Kasiru Kasiira Katono."

The children whispered, "Don't shout like that. The owner of the mangoes will find us here. Instead of the egg take this mango."

Magezi Mataala Manene moved on, moved on, moved on! He came across a parrot eating an insect and asked, "Have you ever seen such a mango as this?" The parrot pierced the mango.

Magezi Mataala Manene cried out, "Wuuwiii! You have burst my mango! The children gave me the mango, but it was not mine. The mango was for the egg the children broke. The hen gave me the egg, but it was not mine. The egg was for the millet the hen ate. The millet was not mine. I borrowed it from Kasiru Kasiira Katono."

The parrot plucked out its most beautiful feather saying, "Here, take my feather instead of the mango." Magezi Mataala Manene took the feather and moved on, moved on, moved on.

He came to a lake. When he was crossing, the feather slipped out of his hand and into the lake. He could not get the feather back. So he filled his mouth with water and kept it in his cheeks until he reached dry land. There he found the charcoal burners with their fire.

He opened his mouth, the water came out, and splashed on to the fire. The fire went out. The charcoal burners were pleased.

Magezi Mataala Manene cried out, "Woweee! Your fire has taken my water. I got the water from the lake, but it was not mine. The water was for the feather that the lake took. The feather was for the mango that the parrot burst. The mango was for the egg that the children broke. The egg was for the millet that the hen ate. The millet was not mine. I borrowed it from Kasiru Kasiira Katono."

The charcoal burners said, "Here, take this axe instead of the water." Magezi Matala Manene took the axe and moved on, moved on, moved on!

He came across butchers slaughtering a bull. He told the butchers, "Here is an axe for you to cut up the meat."

While the butchers were cutting the meat, the axe broke.

Magezi Mataala Manene cried out, "Woweee! You have broken my axe. I got the axe from the charcoal burners, but it was not mine. The axe was for the water that the fire took. The water was for the feather that the lake took. The feather was for the mango that the parrot burst. The mango was for the egg that the children broke. The egg was for the millet that the hen ate. The millet was not mine. I borrowed it from Kasiru Kasiira Katono."

The butchers said, "Here, take the head and tail of the bull instead." Magezi Mataala Manene moved on, moved on, moved on! Until he got to a muddy swamp.

He put the head of the bull on the mud. He also placed the tail in the mud. It looked as if the bull was stuck in the mud.

Magezi Mataala Manene began to shout, "Wu-lululu! Wu-lululu, wulululu! The king's bull has got stuck in the mud!"

All the villagers came running. What concerns the king, concerns everyone. A crowd soon gathered around the head and tail. They asked, "Now what do we do?"

Magezi Mataala Manene advised, "Some of you pull the tail, and some of you pull the head. We will pull the bull from the mud."

The people took his advice. "Ready! One, two, three, pull! Come out nowwwww!" they shouted.

The villagers fell down over each other from the effort of pulling. Two were still holding the head. One held up the tail.

Magezi Mataala Manene cried out, "Wo wee! You have pulled apart the king's bull. Each one of you must give one bull for the king."

Quickly, the people went back to their homes. Quickly, they returned with a bull each. And so Magezi Mataala Manene left with a herd of bulls to return to his friend Kasiru Kasiira Katono.