(Soft palm wine guitar plays)
Chukwu biko...
Listen to the wind, omo, see reality.
Chai.
Orlando no time wasted
Look at the rain falling on the dry ground,
Green grass dey grow without making a sound.
The sun dey rise, e no dey ask for permission,
This life na gift, no be competition.
We build our towers high into the sky,
But forget say na dust we go be by and by.
Omo, look around you, see the truth,
Nature no dey lie from branch to the root.
Oluwa, I see Your hand for the wind,
Every leaf dey bow, every tree dey sing.
This world na real, no be play-play zone,
We find our peace when we look at Your throne.
Chukwu, You too big, You too great,
For this nature, we see our fate.
The river dey flow, e no look back at all,
Teaching my heart how to stand when I fall.
Birds for the air, they no get store for grain,
But yet they dey sing in the midst of the rain.
Why we dey worry, why we dey stress?
When the earth under foot is already blessed.
Nwannem, calm down, make you breathe the air,
Reality is beautiful, God is right there.
Oluwa, I see Your hand for the wind,
Every leaf dey bow, every tree dey sing.
This world na real, no be play-play zone,
We find our peace when we look at Your throne.
Chukwu, You too big, You too great,
For this nature, we see our fate.
(Guitar fades out slowly)
Hallelujah...
Just look around you.
Nature no dey lie.
Mmm, amen.