Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
And this side of my country
We're dreaming night and day
We're open for a better day, a brighter day
Got to make it any way
Looking at my brothers, my sisters
They study every day
About a history that's not their own
They'll never get a visa any day
And in our backyard, there's a wealth that will never end
But we're so blind to look behind
They say the grass is greener on the other end
We've been misguided about who we are
If they are coming here, why are we going there?
We should be reminded about who we are
We are African kings and queens, the African dream
The Africa we know should never cry
Ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah