Baba Nango

I’mm travelleing light, I’m going to Baba Nango
I’m leaving tonight, I’m going to Baba Nango
I’m leaving my crying behind, I’m going to Baba Nango
And when my people see me they will say
«Halala! It’s the child of the hungry earth»
Wo! Halala halalo halalal!
Halala Halalo halalal ingane yakithi (halala child of ours)
I’m going back to find my eyes blinded by the night
I know a star that shines above Baba Nango
Im going back to find a lost child calling
And when my people see me they will say
«Halala! It’s the child of the dark morning»
Wo! Halala halalo halalal!
Halala Halalo halalal ingane yakithi (halala child of ours)
Woodsmoke clinging to the evnings in Baba Nango
Warm bodies curled in a fireplace in Baba Nango
My name is on the lips of an old woman mourning
Wo! Halala halalo halalal!
Halala Halalo halalal ingane yakithi (halala child of ours)
Wo buye ingane yakhiti (Oh return child of ours)
Kwelezontaba ezakithi (return to the mountains of our home