(Ayy, yoh...)
They thought we wouldn't make it, mukwai.
But look at us now.
I remember the cold nights in Lusaka city
No nshima on the plate, nobody had pity
Walking the copper dust, shoes with the hole
But deep inside my chest, I had a fire in my soul
They told me boza, "you can never win"
But Mayo prayed for me, she said "my child begin."
Now look at ifwe, we are shining bright
Natotela to the Lord, we stepped into the light
From the past to the present, the struggle is done
We are standing on the top, dancing in the sun
(Ayy, yoh!)
No more walking in the shadows of yesterday
I found my melody, I found my own way
The copperbelt boy is now the gold on the stage
Turning the story over, writing a new page
They see the glory now, but they don't know the pain
How we stood through the thunder and danced in the rain.
Now look at ifwe, we are shining bright
Natotela to the Lord, we stepped into the light
From the past to the present, the struggle is done
We are standing on the top, dancing in the sun
Yeah, look at ifwe now.
From the dust... to the glory.
Natotela, mukwai.
(Yoh!)