[male
vocals] (
Ayy,
yoh)
Lord,
look
down
on
us
as
Zambians
The
land
is
silent,
the
hearts
are
cold
We
need
your
voice,
oh
Zambia
I
walk
the
streets
of
Lusaka,
streets
of
of
copper
belt
and
all
parts
of
Zambia
shadows
on
the
ground
Used
to
have
a
voice,
now
there’
s
no
sound,
United
Nations
is
not
helping
us
If
we
question
the
path,
if
we
ask
the
way
The
government
come
to
take
us
and
put
us
in
prison
in
the
middle
of
the
day
It’
s
heavy
on
my
chest,
the
fear
is
in
the
air
We
cry
out
to
You,
Lord,
are
You
even
there?
Oh,
heal
our
motherland,
our
beautiful
Zambia
From
the
Copperbelt
down
to
the
Southern
plains
We
are
crying,
God,
please
break
these
chains
Freedom
is
fading,
the
silence
is
deep
While
the
ones
in
power
are
fast
asleep
The
price
of
mealie
meal
is
rising
and
the
cost
of
living
rising
to
the
sky
The
poor
are
struggling,
just
watching
us
go
by
The
old
and
the
young,
they
don't
have
a
place
Just
forgotten
souls,
in
this
lonely
space
You
care
for
the
civil
servants,
but
what
of
the
miners
in
copper
belt
and
those
in
miners
in
north
western
province
and
those
around
the
country?
what
about
the
farmers,
what
about
marketeers
We're
dying
in
silence,
crossing
all
the
lines
and
no
one
can
speak
for
us,
united
nations
is
not
helping
us
Oh,
heal
our
motherland,
our
beautiful
Zambia
From
the
Copperbelt
down
to
the
Southern
plains
and
all
parts
of
zambia
We
are
crying,
God,
please
break
these
chains
Freedom
is
fading,
the
silence
is
deep
While
the
ones
in
power
are
fast
asleep
The
government
say
'ninshi'
if
we
speak
our
minds
They
leave
the
honest
ones
so
far
behind
But
truth
is
a
fire,
it
cannot
be
contained
Even
when
the
heart
is
bruised
and
pained
Oh,
Zambia,
mama,
your
children
are
weeping
The
promises
broken,
the
secrets
you're
keeping
From
the
street
junkies
to
the
ones
on
the
grind
We’
re
losing
our
spirit,
we’
re
losing
our
kind
Lord,
hear
the
prayer
of
the
ones
in
the
night
Bring
back
the
justice,
bring
back
the
light
Oh,
heal
our
motherland,
our
beautiful
Zambia
From
the
Copperbelt
down
to
the
Southern
plains
and
all
parts
of
zambia
We
are
crying,
God,
please
break
these
chains
Freedom
is
fading,
the
silence
is
deep
While
the
ones
in
power
are
fast
asleep (
Yoh,
help
us
Lord)
We
are
crying,
our
land
is
calling
Don't
let
us
fall,
keep
the
vision
Zambia,
rise
again (
Ayy,
have
mercy)