Kwalire ngandu wandjara.
Once there was a very hungry crocodile.
A shana ndya kadidi-kadidi ntani mushiporepore. Makura…
He searched for food slowly and quietly. And then…
Pwaaa!!! Ngandu nko kuhomoka!
POW!!! The crocodile strikes!
Mauruku rwavino kapi nka ana kara nandjara, ana hafa ngoli.
After that he is no longer hungry, and he is happy.
Dogoro yi mu kwate nka ndjara.
Until he gets hungry again.
