(Acoustic guitar pluck)
Yoh... Tata.
I miss you everyday, mukwai.
(Soft piano enters)
You taught me how to walk, you taught me how to stand
Holding tight to your strong, loving hand
From the streets of Lusaka to the copper hills
Your wisdom is the light that guides me still
You fought the good fight, you ran the race
Now you rest in a peaceful, holy place
Oh Tata, my hero, my guide
I know you are watching from the other side
In the arms of Lesa, you are resting now
I will make you proud, this is my vow
Muli shani up there in the sky?
We will meet again, this is not goodbye
I remember the stories by the evening fire
Your voice was the hope that lifted me higher
Though you are gone, your legacy remains
In my blood, in my heart, through the joy and the pains
Natotela, Tata, for the love you gave
Your lessons are the treasures that I save
Oh Tata, my hero, my guide
I know you are watching from the other side
In the arms of Lesa, you are resting now
I will make you proud, this is my vow
Muli shani up there in the sky?
We will meet again, this is not goodbye
Sleep well, Tata.
Natotela, mukwai.
(Acoustic guitar slowly fades)
Ayy... Yoh.