(For 'Zambia- Anglomoz'
For the boundaries of Angola and Mozambique Halls, Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife.)
Let me hear this voice again
so sweet and sonorous in air
beyond the beauties of the 'moz
the fairy tales of every pair
and the glories of militancy
Let me hear this voice again
once more I do pray
for the glory of arsenals
and joys of the morrow
lightens our hearts, our bones
and marrow
Let me hear this voice again
for by it dusk turns to dawn
tis alto, 'prano and tenor
yielding off e'ry terror
Let me hear this voice again
As the chirping birds in line
'Tis the best of every orchestra
singing Halleluyah
Let me hear this voice again
Her voice, sweet gain
For every song and lullaby
could cause an alibi
Let no silence consume me
Let this voice come to'rd me
As I trace this way through 'moz
and the semi-boulevards in Anglomoz.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem