Sona
When I woke daylight had just broken.
Pandakamuka masikati machena akanga achangobuda.
I attempted to rise, but I could not get up.
Ndakaedza kusimuka asi handina kukwanisa kusimuka.
I had happened to fall asleep on my back.
Ndakanga ndabatwa nehope nemanhede.
And now my arms and legs were fastened to the ground.
Uye zvino maoko angu nemakumbo zvakanga zvakasungirirwa pasi.
My hair, which was long and thick, was tied down too.
Bvudzi rangu, rakanga rakareba uye gobvu, rakanga rakasungwawo.
I could only look upward, unable to move in any way.
Ndaingotarisa mudenga, ndisingakwanisi kufamba chero munzira.
The sun began to grow hot, and the light hurt my eyes.
Zuva rakatanga kupisa, chiedza chikarwadza maziso angu.
I heard a confused noise all around me.
Ndakanzwa ruzha rwakavhiringika kumativi ose.
But I could see nothing except the sky above me.
Asi hapana chandakaona kunze kwedenga raiva pamusoro pangu.
After a little time I felt something alive.
Mushure mechinguva chidiki ndakanzwa chinhu chipenyu.
Something was moving on my left leg.
Pane chinhu chaifamba pagumbo rangu rekuruboshwe.
It gently advanced over my chest.
Yakapinda pamusoro pechipfuva changu zvinyoro nyoro.
And then it came almost up to my chin.
Yakabva yasvika pachirebvu changu.
I looked down as well as I could.
Ndakatarisa pasi sezvandaigona.
