[male
vocals] (
Ayy)
Oh
Salone
youth,
hold
on…
by
Momoh
K
Turay
Life
hard,
but
make
we
nor
give
up.
Through
the
tears
and
the
struggle,
One
day,
Allah
go
hear
we
cry.
We
wake
up
every
morning,
looking
for
a
way,
But
opportunities
seem
far
away.
Graduate
with
certificate,
still
na
street
we
de
roam,
Youth
with
big
dreams,
but
no
job
for
we
home.
Mama
de
pray,
Papa
de
worry,
Young
people
de
hustle,
life
de
hurry.
Some
days
we
laugh,
but
deep
down
we
de
sigh,
Watching
the
world
go
by,
under
the
Salone
sky.
One
day,
Allah
go
hear
we
cry,
We
go
touch
the
stars,
we
go
touch
the
sky.
Don’
t
lose
your
faith,
don’
t
lose
your
light,
Everything
go
change,
everything
go
be
alright.
One
day,
Allah
go
hear
we
cry,
For
every
drop
of
tear,
for
every
single
sigh.
We
rise
from
the
ashes,
strong
and
free,
This
is
the
future,
for
you
and
for
me.
I
see
the
hunger,
I
see
the
pain
in
your
face,
Searching
for
success
in
this
difficult
race.
But
kushe
to
the
brother
who
stands
on
his
feet,
Building
a
legacy
right
here
on
the
street.
No
go
be
afraid,
the
storm
go
pass,
We
go
get
the
gold,
we
go
get
the
glass.
Believe
in
your
power,
believe
in
your
soul,
To
reach
for
the
top,
to
reach
for
the
goal. (
Ayy)
When
the
night
get
dark,
remember
the
sun,
We
never
stop
moving,
the
race
just
begun.
Strength
of
the
youth,
fire
in
our
veins,
Breaking
the
shackles,
breaking
the
chains.
One
day,
Allah
go
hear
we
cry,
We
go
touch
the
stars,
we
go
touch
the
sky.
Don’
t
lose
your
faith,
don’
t
lose
your
light,
Everything
go
change,
everything
go
be
alright.
One
day,
Allah
go
hear
we
cry,
For
every
drop
of
tear,
for
every
single
sigh.
We
rise
from
the
ashes,
strong
and
free,
This
is
the
future,
for
you
and
for
me.
Yeah,
we
rise
up.
Salone
to
the
world.
Allah
go
hear
we
cry.
Keep
holding
on,
padi.
One
day,
everything
go
change.
Ayy,
we
never
give
up.