[male
vocals] (
Acoustic
guitar
strumming
slowly)
They
sit
in
halls
of
marble
and
glass
Talking
of
lands
they’
ve
never
set
foot
on
Across
the
oceans,
the
ink
is
dry
But
the
spirit
of
Zambia
will
never
die
We
hear
the
whispers
from
across
the
sea
Discussing
the
votes
of
a
nation
set
free 2026
is
coming,
the
choice
is
our
own
We
don't
need
a
lecture
on
the
seeds
we
have
sown
Our
minerals,
our
copper,
the
wealth
of
the
ground
Is
built
by
the
people
where
the
heart
can
be
found
We
aren't
here
begging
for
a
hand
or
a
guide
We’
ve
got
our
own
path,
we’
ve
got
nothing
to
hide
Leave
us
to
rule
in
the
lands
that
we
hold
We
are
the
story
that
is
waiting
to
be
told
We
don't
need
your
lessons
on
how
to
be
free
We
are
the
masters
of
our
own
destiny
Zambia
stands
tall
with
the
truth
in
our
eyes
Underneath
the
heat
of
our
own
African
skies
We
chose
our
leader,
we
stood
in
the
line
Through
the
sun
and
the
dust,
we
made
the
design
HH
carries
the
dreams
of
the
youth
in
his
hand
Building
the
future
for
this
beautiful
land
If
there
is
a
conflict,
a
challenge
to
face
We
have
our
elders,
we
have
our
own
space
Traditional
wisdom,
the
roots
of
the
tree
That’
s
how
we
heal
and
that’
s
how
we
see
Leave
us
to
rule
in
the
lands
that
we
hold
We
are
the
story
that
is
waiting
to
be
told
We
don't
need
your
lessons
on
how
to
be
free
We
are
the
masters
of
our
own
destiny
Zambia
stands
tall
with
the
truth
in
our
eyes
Underneath
the
heat
of
our
own
African
skies
Go
back
to
your
borders,
look
at
your
own
Before
you
go
casting
the
stones
that
you’
ve
thrown
Africa
is
waking,
the
shadows
are
gone
We
are
the
light
of
the
new
coming
dawn
No
more
the
shadows,
no
more
the
doubt
This
is
what
sovereign
living
is
about
We
see
the
patterns,
we
know
what
they
mean
But
we
are
the
players
on
our
own
screen
Youth
of
the
nation,
stay
steady
and
strong
To
us
the
future
will
always
belong
We
aren't
an
object
for
you
to
debate
We
are
a
nation,
we
are
the
state
Leave
us
to
grow,
leave
us
to
heal
We
know
exactly
how
we
want
to
feel
Leave
us
to
rule
in
the
lands
that
we
hold
We
are
the
story
that
is
waiting
to
be
told
We
don't
need
your
lessons
on
how
to
be
free
We
are
the
masters
of
our
own
destiny
Zambia
stands
tall
with
the
truth
in
our
eyes
Underneath
the
heat
of
our
own
African
skies
Let
us
be
Let
us
breathe
Zambia
is
ours
From
the
earth
to
the
stars
Leave
Africa
alone
We
are
finally
home (
Fade
out
with
soft
guitar)