My name is christopher mboma...life is hard
But we keep on moving.
Yebo.
Every day we wake up, chasing the paper
Running through the township, looking for a savior
Sometimes the road is dark, and the rain is falling down
But I still hold my head up, wearing my golden crown
Oh, the struggles of the streets, they build us up
Even when the cup is empty, we don't give up.
Impilo yam, it’s a beautiful journey, sho
Through the pain and the joy, we keep moving, asambe
Even when the log drum shakes the ground
We find our peace, we find our sound
Impilo yam, we will shine, aweh.
Mama told me, "My child, keep on praying"
No matter what the people out there are saying
The road to success is a long, winding street
But the rhythm of the beat keeps moving my feet
From Soweto to the world, we carry the light
Working in the shadows, waiting for the bright.
Impilo yam, it’s a beautiful journey, sho
Through the pain and the joy, we keep moving, asambe
Even when the log drum shakes the ground
We find our peace, we find our sound
Impilo yam, we will shine, aweh.
Yes, we keep moving.
Impilo yam.
Aweh.