The surrounding fence forms our home's walls
And the paths between the houses act as the halls
A grass roof is thatched over each separate room
So that makes our ceiling lights the sun and the moon

Inside the mud walls of each house it's clean and cool
Furnished with a bed, table, chairs and a stool
But usually one is more decked out than the rest
That's where you'll drink soda as our special guest

Here we will sit for a spell and we'll talk
After we'll take you outside for a walk
A respite is part of the tour, you know
For here it's tradition to take it slow

This guest house is special but there's still another
That ranks even higher, the house of the grandmother
If she dies it's forbidden to her house down
It must be untouched till it melds with the ground