A sound heard, heart's chambers glad,
Images through gray soul windows,
Imprints of soulmate, queen of songs,
Ochanya, Ihutokum, danced in Ogriyan and Omagbae,
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Come see the wonderful love in space and time
These harmony and tally of beauty in cold nights
They are his and he is ours, Oh! the love of our Creator
Then came down from Olive and drove us into darkness
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Seem like a diva in shadows of her pride
Swindling the wind drawn in estate of lies
You will climb the high heels of amorous prey
Then you will remember humility is a gift
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They lose their rage up on us
Higher into the clouds we burn in flames
Africa the home of dwindling gods
Full of diversity but lost her root
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They say our youth have no voice
They say we are lazy to fight our cause
We fought many battles and lost none
Africa cradle the bedrocks of Champions
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It is all a gig
So good to be true
Like the truce of marble
it rumbles in earth and blood
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Today we come so calmly in the iron streets of life
Offering the promises our long-aged fathers made to humanity
Seed and souls are blessings from the God of creations
This we know for we bored the marks of his creation,
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Go tell them we love this part of the world
Griddle with dreadful scorns of prey
Supposed humans with humanity gone for prey
Men now kill men to hallow their gods
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Ours were willed to fate and faith
Others came as though we came
Like those fallen bricks of hope
Come let us sit and sing aloud
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Dark and lonely is this side of life
Soon we shall not remember the freshness
On the other side of life where men are born free
What is life that we cannot let it go?
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