

(oooh-wah, oooh-wah) Ancient words written in the dust
Truth we carry, in the love we trust
Hear the story of the old way
Passing down what the elders say (tell them now,
tell them now)
Singing the song of the rising sun
(rising sun) Echoes of generations as one
(all as one) Carry the fire through the night (oooh-wah)
Fingers tracing the kora strings
But it is the heavy bass that sings
From the river to the sound system
We are the rhythm,
hear them listen
(dub it, dub it,
dub it)
Roots of the earth will remain
(always remain) (oooh-wah...)