Yoh! Listen to the sound of the streets, mukwai.
No more boza, ifwe we want truth now.
Ayy!
You come to the compound with your big black cars
Making promises that reach up to the stars
But after the votes, you disappear to the sky
Leaving the children with tears in their eye.
Mayo! The cost of nshima is rising so high
We work in the copper mines, but we still dry.
We need schools, we need roads, not empty talk,
Together as one, in the light we must walk.
This is Izwi Latu, the voice of the land!
From Lusaka to Kitwe, we are holding hand!
No more division, no more tribal play,
A new day is dawning, we will find a way!
Yoh! Izwi Latu, we stand strong today!
Leader mukwai, hear the cry of the youth,
We don't want the fighting, we just want the truth.
The power belongs to the people, you know,
It’s time for the seeds of our future to grow.
Stop the corruption, let the money flow right,
To the hospitals and clinics in the night.
Natotela to the ones who fight for the peace,
May the struggles of the motherland finally cease.
This is Izwi Latu, the voice of the land!
From Lusaka to Kitwe, we are holding hand!
No more division, no more tribal play,
A new day is dawning, we will find a way!
Yoh! Izwi Latu, we stand strong today!
One Zambia, One Nation.
Listen to the voice.
No more boza.
Peace and unity, mukwai.
Ayy, yoh.