Skin like the earth kissed by the rain Mbuya speaks of rivers gone Time stands still Her stories fall into the ground Words like gold I hold them close So I can sow Orchards that I can roam freely Know where I come from Wandering, lose myself freely Know where I'm heading Orchards that I can roam freely Know where I come from Wandering, lose Njishe, njishe Bwakuimba lwiimbo lwako Njishe Kwamba ayi nshane nkensangalite Njishe, njishe Mulaka ma stories yako Njishe, njishe Njishe, njishe Bwakuimba lwiimbo lwako Njishe Kwamba ayi nshane nkensangalite Njishe, njishe Mulaka ma stories yako Njishe, njishe Eyes that have seen more pain than the world has turned But they shine with love And I am lost Living and gone breathe inside this smoke-stained room Mbaulas burn Magic is spun into Orchards that I can roam freely Know where I come from Wandering, lose myself freely Know where I'm heading Orchards that I can roam freely Know where I come from Wandering, lose Njishe, njishe Bwakuimba lwiimbo lwako Njishe Kwamba ayi nshane nkensangalite Njishe, njishe Mulaka ma stories yako Njishe, njishe Njishe, njishe Bwakuimba lwiimbo lwako Njishe Kwamba ayi nshane nkensangalite Njishe, njishe Mulaka ma stories yako Njishe, njishe