[male
vocals] (
Drum
rolls,
deep
sub-bass
pulse,
atmospheric
crowd
sounds)
Yeah,
yeah
Kapila
Artman
on
the
beats
Today
we
move,
today
we
rise
For
the
motherland,
for
the
soil
Zambia, 1964
Let’
s
go!
Nineteen
sixty-four,
the
chains
are
falling
down
A
new
sun
rising
over
every
village
town
Kasesi
teacher
standing
tall
in
the
light
Teaching
the
children
how
to
win
the
fight
We
remember
the
struggle,
we
remember
the
pain
But
today
the
harvest
comes
after
the
rain
Look
at
the
horizon,
see
the
colors
glow
We
are
moving
fast,
we
ain't
moving
slow,
ayy!
Today
we
dance
and
celebrate
the
land
Zambia
we
are
free,
hand
in
hand
Oh
mother
Zambia,
we
honor
your
name
Liberty
burning
with
a
holy
flame
Free,
free,
free
indeed
Free,
free,
free
indeed
Planting
the
seeds
for
the
future
to
feed
Calling
all
the
people
by
the
Zambezi
stream
Living
the
truth
of
the
ancestors'
dream
From
the
north
to
the
south,
he
We
building
the
nation
for
the
world
to
see
Copper
belt
shining,
the
rhythm
is
strong
Everybody
join
in
and
sing
our
song
Yoh,
the
spirit
is
high,
no
looking
behind
Leaving
the
shadows
and
the
chains
we
bind
Today
we
dance
and
celebrate
the
land
Zambia
we
are
free,
hand
in
hand
Oh
mother
Zambia,
we
honor
your
name
Liberty
burning
with
a
holy
flame
Free,
free,
free
indeed
Free,
free,
free
indeed
Planting
the
seeds
for
the
future
to
feed
Can
you
feel
the
pulse? (
Yeah)
Can
you
feel
the
heat? (
Ooh)
From
Lusaka
to
Kitwe,
feel
the
rhythm
in
your
feet
No
stopping
the
motion,
we
taking
it
higher
Set
the
whole
party
with
the
spirit
on
fire
Today
we
dance
and
celebrate
the
land
Zambia
we
are
free,
hand
in
hand
Oh
mother
Zambia,
we
honor
your
name
Liberty
burning
with
a
holy
flame
Free,
free,
free
indeed
Planting
the
seeds
for
the
future
to
feed
Yeah,
we
moving,
we
rising
Zambia
to
the
world,
you
know
it
It’
s
a
party,
it’
s
a
movement
Natotela
for
the
blessing
Natotela
for
the
blessing
Yeah,
we
rise,
we
rise,
we
rise (
Fade
out
with
heavy
drum
kicks)