Moko Koza Boy From The Hills
(Verse 1)
I am born naked, I am born bare
Flakes from a rock, I'm a piece that we share
Drop of a blood from the heads of a spear
This is my statement, I am very rare
Boy from the hills coming out like Jumanji
Sound from the trees, making waves like Tsunami
Raised from the seeds that was sown by my
aunties
Grew from the soil that was stained by the armies
Roots of my past firmly holds to a gory
Still being bold, marching on like I'm Gandhi
The beat banging on like a war-drum, so strong
Ready for whatever, Ima prove it coz I'm on one
Son of a hunter, I go hard like a strong rum
Land of the Bamboos and the mountain is where
i'm from
(Chorus)
Oh, lo lo siekhouü, n nuo pfü par
Setsümia ki kha, meho shü nu shie
Meho puo dzüzei
Oh eyo we ho
Oho..
(Verse 2)
There were bombs going off, there were houses
being burnt
The whole family had to hide in the forest
It wasn't even safe when the baby was born
Mama had to feed her when the rain starts pouring
The whole year harvest, went to the soldiers
The Japanese troops made camps and took over
On a meagre meal, they were forced to survived
All of their supplies were eaten out and dined
She never really knew how the outside was
Young and so fragile, she would get lost
My grandma told me stories how she ran away
from home
Shooked by the war, seeing people on a horse
These stories lives on through the tales in the night
She would put me to sleep singing this lullaby
(Chorus)
O Nganuo kra hie, thenu nie rübei
O u kinu ba, u panuo kechü
O telhe modi, sievo mia ra lhou
O latsa u nuo, latsa mia phou chü
O zotatuo mu, u nuo ruo hielo
Oh ho, oh ho
Oh eyo eyo eyo eyo weho
Eyo eyo weho
Oh ho, oh ho
