My mother called me Blue Nile I am also named by mother White Nile When we grew and grew we asked Oh mother, Oh mother Tell us, why did you name us Nile Our mothers said lovingly Oh our children You travel and travel Cross mountains, forests and valleys Thousands of miles, enriching nine countries you reach Khartoum you Blue and White Niles confluence with a mission God has commanded you to give a message you give a beautiful message When we rivers confluence Oh humanity why not your hearts confluence And you blossom with happiness.