[male
vocals] (
Gentle
acoustic
guitar
strumming) (
Soft
percussive
pulse)
Yeah,
we
look
back
today.
We
honor
a
man
of
heart.
Wakara,
this
is
for
you.
From
the
quiet
lands
where
the
roots
run
deep,
A
promise
made,
a
promise
he
would
keep.
Mzee
Wakara,
a
builder
of
the
light,
He
planted
seeds
of
love
to
win
the
fight.
He
gathered
family
close
around
the
fire,
His
heart
was
full,
his
soul
would
never
tire.
A
guiding
hand,
a
father
to
the
wise,
We
see
his
legacy
reflected
in
our
eyes.
Oh,
Wakara,
we
remember
you
today,
For
the
love
you
gave
in
your
own
special
way.
From
the
family
circle
to
the
work
you
done,
You
were
the
morning
star,
our
rising
sun.
Akumbukwe
mzee,
let
the
story
ring,
Of
the
joy
and
the
peace
that
you
used
to
bring.
Years
rolled
by,
the
seasons
turned
the
page,
He
stood
his
ground,
a
titan
on
the
stage.
When
challenges
rose,
he
stood
so
tall,
He
never
bent,
he
never
learned
to
fall.
He
joined
the
ranks
with
steady,
focused
stride,
Across
the
borders,
with
his
truth
as
his
guide.
Kenya
felt
the
warmth
of
his
honest
hand,
A
gentle
soul
walking
through
the
land.
Oh,
Wakara,
we
remember
you
today,
For
the
love
you
gave
in
your
own
special
way.
From
the
family
circle
to
the
work
you
done,
You
were
the
morning
star,
our
rising
sun.
Akumbukwe
mzee,
let
the
story
ring,
Of
the
joy
and
the
peace
that
you
used
to
bring.
And
when
the
heavy
days
were
finally
done,
He
found
his
way
back
home,
the
race
was
won.
The
chief
himself,
he
saw
the
noble
heart,
The
way
he
built
his
life,
a
work
of
art.
He
overcame
the
odds,
the
mountain
high,
With
vision
clear
beneath
the
open
sky.
Oh,
Wakara,
we
remember
you
today,
For
the
love
you
gave
in
your
own
special
way.
From
the
family
circle
to
the
work
you
done,
You
were
the
morning
star,
our
rising
sun.
Akumbukwe
mzee,
let
the
story
ring,
Of
the
joy
and
the
peace
that
you
used
to
bring.
Rest
in
honor,
Mzee
Wakara.
The
legacy
of
love
lives
on.
In
every
child,
in
every
breath.
We
remember.
We
remember. (
Fade
out
with
soft
guitar
melody)