“MAMAOO”
(Afro Folk / World Soul Ballad)
Prophetic Professor Fizwell Nangwala
Ohhh ohhh…
Eh eh eh…
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Life has wounded me…
What have you done to me?
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Poverty follows me everywhere like a shadow,
You even know the smell of my body.
Tell me now, what am I paying for?
Who did I wrong in this life?
Misfortune, look what you’ve done to me…
Look what you’ve turned me into.
I suffer like a lonely woman,
Crying every night beside her bed.
Asking heaven why life is unfair,
Why the tears never seem to end.
And like a young man who finished school,
But still no work to feed his soul.
Now he labors through the night,
Asking if education was worth the fight.
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Everywhere I go,
Pain is calling my name…
Every road I take
Leads me back again.
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Mamaoo mamaoo…
Happiness has denied me.
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Where is my star?
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Why was I born into this suffering?
Mamaoo mamaoo…
It’s me… it’s me… it’s me…
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I’m like a child leading the blind,
Begging for mercy from strangers in town.
Like the man with a guitar on the roadside,
Singing his pain while the world walks by.
Sometimes I think about my life,
And my heart begins to bleed.
Who ate poison while I suffer?
Who cursed my destiny?
Who ate the frog for me to itch?
Who broke my future before I could rise?
Why do I carry wounds
I never created with my own hands?
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Now I walk afraid in darkness,
Even trees look like human beings.
Every shadow terrifies me…
I have truly suffered.
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Mamaoo mamaoo…
I have really suffered.
Mamaoo mamaoo…
My Jesus, where are You?
Mamaoo mamaoo…
My God please rescue me.
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Hear my cry… hear my cry…
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I’m like a goat tied to a rope,
Trying to move but pulled back again.
Every step I take forward
Returns me to the same pain.
Tell me Lord,
Will my story ever change?
Will the sun ever shine on me?
Or was I born only to suffer?
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(Traditional guitar / Kalindula groove / African chants)
Mamaoo…
Eh eh eh…
Mamaoo…
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Mamaoo mamaoo…
Where is my destiny?
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Who will remember me?
Mamaoo mamaoo…
Father please answer me…
Mamaoo mamaoo…
I have suffered enough…
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You know…
Many people laughed at this song when it first came out…
But today, the world understands the pain behind these words.
As one comment said:
«“I remember making fun of the song when it came out… not knowing that we would search for it in 2020. It sounds like a prophecy fulfilled. Looking at the situation we are in now, it’s hard to get everything…”»
Hmmmm…
Prophetic Professor Fizwell Nangwala
Life can humble anyone.
Pain can visit any home.
But this song is more than suffering…
It is an encouragement to every broken soul still fighting to survive.
If you are listening today, don’t give up.
Your story is not finished.
God still sees your tears.
One day, your pain will become a testimony.
And finally…
Thank you so much, Mumba Yachi…
For giving the world a song that speaks for the poor, the forgotten, and the struggling.
Prophetic Professor Fizwell Nangwala
Mamaoo… mamaoo…
We keep believing…
Better days are coming.