[female
vocals] (
Ah
ah...)
Victor,
the
path
is
blocked.
Can
you
hear
the
river
calling?
We
grew
up
learning
stories
of
the
ships
and
the
chains,
Blaming
the
pale
strangers
for
all
of
our
pains.
We
pointed
at
the
Arabs,
the
Portuguese,
and
the
West,
Thinking
they
were
the
ones
who
put
our
people
to
the
test.
But
the
truth
is
a
bitter
pill
we
had
to
swallow
late,
It
wasn't
just
them
standing
at
the
iron
gate.
Our
own
brothers
held
the
key
and
the
heavy
iron
lock,
While
we
watched
our
history
sink
like
a
stone
at
the
dock.
Victor,
open
the
path
for
us
today,
Don't
let
the
greed
turn
the
light
away.
In
Kilombero,
near
the
sugar
cane
fields
so
tall,
You
hold
the
power,
but
you're
building
a
wall.
Victor,
open
the
path,
let
the
people
pass
through,
This
modern
oppression
is
coming
from
you.
Now
you
sit
in
the
office,
the
man
with
the
badge,
While
we
wade
through
the
river,
stuck
in
the
sludge.
You
tell
us
to
use
a
boat,
to
cross
the
stream
in
the
dark,
While
you
profit
from
the
harvest
and
you
leave
your
mark.
They
say
colonialism
ended,
but
look
at
the
cost,
It’
s
a
black
man’
s
shadow,
and
our
future
is
lost.
Don't
blame
the
foreigners
for
the
shadows
you
cast,
When
you’
re
the
one
holding
us
back
in
the
past.
Victor,
open
the
path
for
us
today,
Don't
let
the
greed
turn
the
light
away.
In
Kilombero,
near
the
sugar
cane
fields
so
tall,
You
hold
the
power,
but
you're
building
a
wall.
Victor,
open
the
path,
let
the
people
pass
through,
This
modern
oppression
is
coming
from
you.
Power
is
fleeting,
like
the
morning
mist
on
the
plain,
It
rises
with
the
sun
and
it
fades
with
the
rain.
You’
ll
carry
the
curse
if
you
stifle
the
poor,
Just
open
the
gate,
just
open
the
door.
Think
of
the
children
who
need
to
reach
school,
Don't
be
the
master,
don't
be
the
cruel.
Oh,
Victor,
the
cycle
of
history
is
spinning
again,
And
you’
re
writing
the
chapter
with
a
heart
full
of
sin.
Let
the
people
walk
freely,
let
the
community
grow,
Because
the
higher
you
climb,
the
further
you
go
when
you
fall.
We
are
not
your
captives,
we
are
not
your
prize,
Open
the
road
before
the
sunset
dies.
Victor,
open
the
path
for
us
today,
Don't
let
the
greed
turn
the
light
away.
In
Kilombero,
near
the
sugar
cane
fields
so
tall,
You
hold
the
power,
but
you're
building
a
wall.
Victor,
open
the
path,
let
the
people
pass
through,
This
modern
oppression
is
coming
from
you.
Victor,
open
the
path. (
Poa
sana...)
Power
will
end,
remember
that.
Victor,
please,
open
the
path.
Bongo,
wake
up. (
Ah
ah...
fade
out)