There goes a tale in a
Of two old women; Tetan Buri and Boka Buri
Living together in a hut
Chummed up together, each other for company
Chummed up together, each other for company
Tetan Buri was the cunning one
Boka buri; foolish and patsy
They owned a wrap, a cow and a piece of land
And grew sugarcane and paddy
And grew sugarcane and paddy
One day Tetan Buri said to Boka Buri
What grows under the land is all yours, the rest; mine
Boka Buri got useless roots and no food
She never said no as Tetan Buri went merry
She never said no as Tetan Buri went merry
The wrap is mine at nights, it’s yours in daylight
So was agreed, as the clever one slept nice and sound
Boka Buri shivered at nights
Boka Buri shivered at nights
You can have the front of the cow, the hind is mine
And it was agreed; as Tetan Buri drank all the milk away
Poor Boka Buri went sad all the time
Poor Boka Buri went sad all the time
She never made a fuss, she never complained
So she went starving and started begging
For a little food in vain she begged
For a little food in vain she begged
She asked for some food, begged with her hands
The barber inquired why was she begging
When she had a wrap, a cow and a piece of land
When she had a wrap, a cow and a piece of land
Poor Boka Buri revealed her tale; asked for advice
The barber said “soak the wrap, never feed the cow
Stand in front of it, yell like a maniac
Pull out the paddy when it is young
Pull out the paddy when it is young”
Tetan Buri tried milking the cow; got kicked
She shivered at nights, with her wet wrap
She starved as the crops failed
She starved as the crops failed
She nodded as the villagers let her know
She affirmed that she needs to be just and fair
And she realized; You reap what you sow!
She realized; You reap what you sow!
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