Oh na na na, easy now, from Freedom Compound hear the call.
Way back when, the sun would fade,
Fula Muzanga and I, plans we made.
Around the bonfire, soft glow bright,
Elders sharing wisdom, through the night.
Stories of our culture, strong and true,
In Chilanga's ghetto, me and you.
Yeah, those were the days, a sweet embrace,
Before the mind forgot its native space.
Fred kodeko calling out, to Freedom Compound, no doubt.
Fula Muzanga, Francis Chishimba too,
Remember the good old days, me and you.
Unity and peace, that's what we seek,
From Chilanga's heart, let our voices speak. One love.
Under the moon, so bright and clear,
Chitelele and Chimutali, for all to hear.
Women dancing, rhythm in their soul,
Keeping our traditions, making us whole.
No need to chase what's far away,
Our roots run deep, we stand today.
Let's rise above, the confusion and strife,
And cherish this precious gift of life. Jah bless.
Fred kodeko calling out, to Freedom Compound, no doubt.
Fula Muzanga, Francis Chishimba too,
Remember the good old days, me and you.
Unity and peace, that's what we seek,
From Chilanga's heart, let our voices speak. One love.
Big shout to Freedom Compound, yeah!
Peace and unity, every single day.
Oh na na na.