Chapter V

The evening came,
The baby said:
“My father and my mother!
Tomorrow at the rise of the bright sun

Two sturdy, dashing fellows will come,
When they come
I will be crying,
You both do your best as if to calm me down!”
The next day, quite very early,

After the fox’s darkness
The baby began to cry,
There was no stopping it.
When in the morning the Sun
Had shown only its half

Whereas the other had not shown itself,
There came [those two]:
“What a child, it won’t close its mouth!
Even at the distance of a day’s travel
We could hear and hardly stand

The cries and howl
Of  this child”.
They say and both
Thrust their index fingers
Ino their nice ears.

“Was it born to become our son
Or was it born not to become our son
And therefore it gives us trouble?”
The old man and woman kept saying
For they could not calm down [the baby].

“Will it be our son
And therefore it gives us trouble?
Or will it not be our son
And therefore it gives us pain?
The legs of it

Are stuck to its belly,
The hands of it
Are stuck to its back.
Someone in the white world,
On the Gambi and Zambi

Must be able to straighten out
Its hands and legs.
Sonnies, perhaps you heard something of this?”
Thus they were asking them.
“We might straighten it out

Just all by ourselves”,
The right words said those two.
And then
The mother and the father
Gave [the child]

To those fellows.
The one that was on the right
Pulled [the child]
Taking hold of its right leg,
But [the child] kicked him

With its right leg,
And it kicked him so
That he [was thrown] on the right
And crumbled just to dust.
The one that was on the left

Pulled [the child]
Taking hold of its left leg.
[The child] kicked him too
So that he was thrown to the left
And fell down

Going to pieces.
“I have defeated
What cannot be defeated,
I have won the victory over
What cannot be won!” [said Geser]

And lay down
To suck the mother’s yellow milk.
“My father and my mother!
Tomorrow at the rise of the bright sun
Two more fellows will come to us.

And when they come,
I will again burst out crying,” it said.
When the soft afterglow
Became like yellow leaves
They went to bed.

At midnight
[The child] burst out crying.
And past the midnight
It kept on crying. The next day
When one half of the Sun had appeared

And the other half hadn’t yet shown itself,
There came
Two  robust mighty fellows.
They came in [and saw]:
The father and the mother

Were handing [the child] over to each other
Unable to calm it down.
Those two fellows said:
“What a child, it wouldn’t close its mouth!”
And blocked their ears

With their firm little fingers.
“Whether it will be our  son,
Therefore it is giving us so much trouble,
Whether it will not be our son,
Therefore it is giving us so much pain, perhaps?