She is a weaving wasp
creates a many hasp
the unwelcome stranger
will end up in her clasp.
’cause it’s a trap, it’s a trap,
it’s Vabusoa’s web.

Twenty-four houses, that is all,
Our common kindred is just small,
Still we’re respected by our neighbors,
if nessesary we stand tall,
when ever we are in dire need,
our goddes will pay heed,
because…..

She is a weaving wasp
creates a many hasp
the unwelcome stranger
will end up in her clasp.
’cause it’s a trap, it’s a trap,
it’s Vabusoa’s web.

Our herds are big the harvest rich,
trust our word which we’ll not renege.
Hospitable to a guest,
but woo to those who plan to harm,
the goddess will not warn
because….

She is a weaving wasp
creates a many hasp
the unwelcome stranger
will end up in her clasp.
’cause it’s a trap, it’s a trap,
it’s Vabusoa’s web.

Our land is flat, the meadows green,
the trees are high the waters clean,
our products we do fairly trade.
The wise will not plan to invade,
it is divine foreseen,
because…

She is a weaving wasp
creates a many hasp
the unwelcome stranger
will end up in her clasp.
’cause it’s a trap, it’s a trap,
it’s Vabusoa’s web.