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We Are The Thunder - Kenyan Voices Rise 2 by Reuben

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We Are The Thunder - Kenyan Voices Rise 2

Afrobeat / African Protest Chant

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Description
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
["Rainy Days"]
Dust swirls on the duster streets of Nairobi town.
Calls rise from the matatus, shaking up the ground.
Mama's hands rough, still she wipes the sweat away.
Children's laughter hides the hunger, but not today.
Voda-voda engines roar, like thunder in the dawn.
Every corner's heartbeat, every voice a new song.
We are the thunder, shaking up the dust.
We are the fire, burning old broken trust.
Raise every fist, let the wolves feel our cry.
From Kibera to Bissumu, hear this city sigh.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
Selling jahpatis beside the roadside line.
Dreams thicker than the heat that blurs the skyline.
Markets hum with voices in a stubborn fight.
Against the cold wave of a long, restless night.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, horns blend with songs under the baobab tree.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, the past refuses to chain a heart that's breaking free.
We are the thunder, shaking up the dust.
We are the fire, burning old broken trust.
Raise every fist, let the wolves feel our cry.
From Kibera to Bissumu, hear this city sigh.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
The price of a dozen eggs climb higher than the moon.
But our spirits rise stronger with every hungry tune.
They count our coins, clip our wings, and cage the breeze.
But we pulse like the river stretching to the seas.
We are the thunder, shaking up the dust.
We are the fire, burning old broken trust.
Raise every fist, let the wolves feel our cry.
From Kibera to Bissumu, hear this city sigh.
So we shout in unison, a fighter won't die.
In every alley, every market, under the open sky.
We carry the storm, our spirits stirs the air.
Kenyan voices rising, refusing to disappear.
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
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