[male
vocals] (
Soft,
slow
guitar
melody
picking,
light
rhythmic
tap
of
a
wooden
block)
Oh,
the
sun
sets
low
on
the
Ubimma
land
today
A
giant
tree
has
fallen,
but
her
roots
remain
deep
in
our
hearts
Rest
well,
Mother,
rest
well
Born
in
the
morning
of
nineteen-thirty,
the
light
was
bright
Ninety-six
years
of
grace,
a
life
lived
in
the
sight
of
God
Ezinne
Mary
Orduah
Amaechi,
your
name
is
a
prayer
A
legacy
of
kindness
that
lingers
in
the
cool
evening
air
From
the
green
plains
of
Ikwere
to
the
heavens
above
You
carried
us
all
on
the
shoulders
of
your
undying
love
Rest
now,
our
beloved
mother,
your
work
here
is
truly
done
You
lived
with
a
happy
heart,
underneath
the
golden
sun
Oh,
Mary,
sweet
Mother,
your
spirit
is
now
set
free
Leaving
behind
the
beauty
of
your
sweet
memory
You
are
the
pride
of
Ubimma,
the
jewel
of
our
pride
May
you
find
peace
eternal
on
the
other
side
You
walked
through
the
seasons,
you
weathered
the
heavy
rain
With
a
smile
for
every
sorrow
and
a
cure
for
every
pain
Grandmother,
our
sister,
the
matriarch
of
the
home
In
the
fields
of
our
memory,
you
shall
never
walk
alone
Ninety-six
years
of
wisdom,
a
tapestry
woven
in
gold
The
greatest
story
of
our
people
that
was
ever
told
Rest
now,
our
beloved
mother,
your
work
here
is
truly
done
You
lived
with
a
happy
heart,
underneath
the
golden
sun
Oh,
Mary,
sweet
Mother,
your
spirit
is
now
set
free
Leaving
behind
the
beauty
of
your
sweet
memory
You
are
the
pride
of
Ubimma,
the
jewel
of
our
pride
May
you
find
peace
eternal
on
the
other
side
July
came
soft
with
a
breeze
that
whispered
your
name
Peacefully
you
journeyed,
free
from
every
worldly
flame
Though
we
weep
today,
we
celebrate
the
life
you
gave
Flowers
of
honor
blooming
on
your
resting
grave
Rest
now,
our
beloved
mother,
your
work
here
is
truly
done
You
lived
with
a
happy
heart,
underneath
the
golden
sun
Oh,
Mary,
sweet
Mother,
your
spirit
is
now
set
free
Leaving
behind
the
beauty
of
your
sweet
memory
You
are
the
pride
of
Ubimma,
the
jewel
of
our
pride
May
you
find
peace
eternal
on
the
other
side
Rest
well,
Ezinne
Mary
Sleep
in
the
arms
of
the
ancestors
We
will
carry
your
name
in
every
heartbeat
Ubimma
remembers
you
Rest
well,
our
Mother (
Soft,
slow
guitar
melody
picking,
light
rhythmic
tap
of
a
wooden
block)
Oh,
the
sun
sets
low
on
the
Ubimma
land
today
A
giant
tree
has
fallen,
but
her
roots
remain
deep
in
our
hearts
Rest
well,
Mother,
rest
well
Born
in
the
morning
of
nineteen-thirty,
the
light
was
bright
Ninety-six
years
of
grace,
a
life
lived
in
the
sight
of
God
Ezinne
Mary
Orduah
Amaechi,
your
name
is
a
prayer
A
legacy
of
kindness
that
lingers
in
the
cool
evening
air
From
the
green
plains
of
Ikwere
to
the
heavens
above
You
carried
us
all
on
the
shoulders
of
your
undying
love