

(hmmmmm) I was born in Mura Lopit,
the home of milk and honey
The sun shining and birds sing a melody song
(singing sweet)
The sun shining again,
warming up the red ground
Great village and the pride of all,
all, all Lopit
Oh, the sun is shining again In the home of milk and
honey
(Mura Lopit,
yeah) Great village, the pride of
everyone Oh, the
sun is shining again
Walk the hills of my land where the golden light falls
Every song in the trees is a song of peace
(so peaceful, yeah)
We
gather under branches of the ancient green trees Blessed
home, sweet home, where the joy will never cease
Oh, the sun is shining again In
the home of milk and honey
(Mura Lopit, yeah) Great village,
the pride of everyone Oh,
the sun
is shining again
Pride of all, all,
all Lopit... Home of milk and honey (hmmmmm)