Ayenlo

Wailing, weeping, crying To the tenderness of our fathers To the tenderness of our fathers Otepo, utemaye po Otepo, utemaye po Thousands of dreams Thousands of songs Thousands of dances Thousands of wishes To blow your mind To blow your game To blow your dream To blow your race Otepo, utemaye po Aye o, iri aye de Se jele, won bi tiro tiro Aye fe se po ta kia kia O fe se po ta bior bior o Mo laye sosa soke Mo lo wa diri, o diri dirororo Ibi aye gbe lo e da o ma mo rarara Mo la wa gbagbe isese Mo la gbagbe iseba aye Mo la gbagbe iseda le Ah, mo lepo ogidi Mo la gbagbe isese baba wa Karile Afirika alawon dudu Mo ni tiwa tiwa ni Lepo ogidi ti n pe lori ope Mo ni bo ba ti n de le ba, yi awo gbarun o Otepo, utemaye po Otepo, utemaye po