[female
vocals] (
Rhythmic
clappers
pulsing
steady) (
Deep,
resonant
drum
kick
enters)
Oh,
hear
the
sound
of
the
rising
sun
The
mother
of
the
land,
the
chosen
one
We
sing
her
name,
we
sing
it
loud
Above
the
dust,
above
the
cloud
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
When
drought
burnt
the
land
and
the
cattle
fell
like
dust
When
the
earth
turned
to
ash
and
we
lost
all
our
trust
She
walked
through
the
heat
when
the
wells
all
went
dry
She
looked
to
the
heavens
with
a
clear,
steady
eye
She
brought
us
the
water,
she
brought
us
the
grain
She
turned
all
our
sorrow
to
a
field
full
of
rain
Mary,
you’
re
the
rock
where
the
weary
can
stand
You’
re
the
promise
of
life
for
the
soul
of
this
land
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
I
remember
the
children
with
nowhere
to
sleep
The
hunger
was
heavy,
the
silence
was
deep
But
you
didn’
t
stumble,
you
didn’
t
turn
back
You
built
up
the
future,
you
stayed
on
the
track
From
the
hills
of
the
north
to
the
plains
in
the
south
You
put
a
new
song
in
every
man’
s
mouth
You’
re
the
voice
for
the
silent,
the
strength
for
the
weak
You
are
the
breakthrough
that
we
dared
not
to
seek
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Rise
up,
Kibish,
look
at
the
change
There’
s
life
in
the
valley,
there’
s
hope
on
the
range
She
fought
for
the
school,
she
fought
for
the
road
She
lightened
the
weight
of
the
heaviest
load
We
are
one
people,
one
heart,
and
one
beat
With
the
victory
song
rising
up
from
our
feet
So
let
the
drums
echo,
let
the
rhythmic
sound
soar
We’
ve
never
seen
leadership
quite
like
this
before
Not
for
the
power,
but
for
the
life
of
the
kin
Mary
Kaale,
let
the
new
day
begin
We
stand
by
your
side
as
the
horizon
turns
gold
A
story
of
courage,
a
story
untold
Thank
you
for
standing
when
the
wind
started
blowing
Look
at
the
seeds
of
the
love
you
are
sowing
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Mary
Kaale,
the
mother
who
never
tires
Let
Kibish
rise
as
one,
let
her
flag
fly
high
Let
her
flag
fly
high
Across
the
Kibish
sky
Mother
of
the
land
We
stand
with
you (
Drums
fade
out
with
slow,
steady
claps)