The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
Can you tell me young ones
Who are we today, yeah now
The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
Can you tell me young ones
Who are we today, yeah now
Ancient Africa the sacred
Awaken the sleeping giant
Science, Art is your creation
I dreamt that we could visit Old Kemet
Your history is too complex and rigid
They want the whole subject diminished
But Africa's the origin of all the world's religions
We praised bridges that carried us over
The battle front of Sudanic soldiers
The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
Can you tell me young ones
Who are we today, yeah now
The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
Can you tell me young ones
Who are we today, yeah now
The slums, diseases, AIDS
Our diaspora, is the final chapter
The ancestral lineage built pyramids
The Kings sons and daughters from Nile waters
The first architect, the first philosophers, astronomers
The first prophets and doctors was us
We'll have some warm bread
And shelter from the storm dread
Tell those selfish in ways
What's a tree without root
The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
Can you tell me young ones
The sleeping sons of Jacob
For what tomorrow may bring
I'll tell you young blood
This world is yours today
Dadyahow daali waayey, nabada diideen
Oo ninkii doortay dinta, waadinka dillee
Oo dal markii ladhiso, waadinka dunshee
Oo daacad ninkii damcay, waadinka dooxee
Dadyahow daali waayey, nabada diideen
Oo ninkii doortay dinta, waadinka dillee
Oo dal markii ladhiso, waadinka dunshee
Oo daacad ninkii damcay, waadinka dooxee