[male vocals] Obom
itiat
obio
emana
mi.
When
will
my
home
go
back
to
where
it's
use
to
be.
Obom
itiat
use
to
be
a
home
for
all,
when
strangers
come
in
they
refuse
to
go
because
our
home,
our
land
accepts
it
all.
I
remember
when
we
were
little...
We
tell
others
that
there's
no
other
village
like
Obom
itiat.
But
today
war
and
hatred
makes
the
beautiful
land
nowhere
to
be
found.
Mbók,
who
will
stand
with
us
to
bring
back
our
sweet
home,
Obom
itiat.
Dear
God,
you
alone
can
safe
us.
We
need
you
now
to
wipe
away
our
tears
and
restore
our
hope.
Peniel
Ita
is
crying
for
help,
Lord
please
save
us.