DUNIA NI MATEMBEZI (THE WORLD IS WALKING)
Omulenzi bwakula agoberera bakoja/ enyonyi etazawa eba nkazalujja
Omwana akula mwatu ava mulujja/ Owobuwala agoberera ba Senga
Singa Senga asenga esingo singa sesimye (Ssi Ssi )
Singa Senga asenga esingo singa sesimye
Intro translated
When a boy grows up he follows the ways of his uncles
Even the humming bird leaves the nest it calls home
When a child grows he must leave the household
A girl wishes she grows up fast so she can follow her aunties
If my auntie moved to Singo I would be the luckiest (I wish I wish)
If my auntie moved to Singo I would be the luckiest
Dunia ni matembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Maisha ni utembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Dunia ni matembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Maisha ni utembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Chorus translated
The world is walking (Gotta go gotta go)
Life is traveling (Gotta go gotta go)
The world is walking (Gotta go gotta go)
Life is traveling (Gotta go gotta go)
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Bajaja baffe batabalanga
Babukabuka nga empungu mu banga
Bwebakomangawo embuzi netubaga
Nebatunyumiza olwo byebalabye eyo mumawanga
Bridge translated
Our ancestors used to travel far and wide
Like kites they used to fly high in the sky
When they came back we would slaughter goats to roast
And feasted as they told stories of their travels in strange lands
I’m in need of dusty roads and dusty toes
So I have gone again and travelled far from home
To the moonlit shows of Mombasa in the blue green seas I’ll float
Down to the Serengeti through golden field I’ll roam
Don’t you know the world is walking
Reach out and take a hand
Yes the beauty’s in the talking
Dance to the beat of a distant land
Dunia ni matembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Maisha ni utembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Dunia ni matembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Maisha ni utembezi (Gotta go gotta go)
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Okutambula kulaba okuda kunyumya
Embozi mpomya ka chai bugumya
Mutayi otambulako nga okyatemya
Buno obulamu mya emu biri mya
Nze nemutayi kamya twejawo nga kimyanso
Netutula ku ngamia netugenda okulaba dunia
Mwattu ensi temoma busia genda ko eya amayengo jegasiya
Olaba ebirungi obwongo ogaziya
Abakyala abalungi bakuwoya emere nungi olya toyayuya
Mudungu osanga ekyeya Mukibira ensolo ezebyoya
Nemugabana bogoya ensi eyedembe tewetekako kandoya
Omutambuze tasiba zikweya osanga akusoya nawe omusoya
Verse translated
Travelling is experiencing through the eyes, the journey back is laden with tales
I have sweet stories for you if you could warm a cup of chai for me
My dear friend you should travel while you can still blink
This life could be gone in a flash, faster than one two in a flash
My friend Kamya and I dared to go to the ends at light speed
Riding on camels we went to see the world
The world doesn’t end at Busia border
Went to the shores where the waves whisper to the sand
To where we saw great things that expanded our understanding
The lands of beautiful women of will, the food impeccable you cannot starve
Into the deserts we explored the vastness
In the forest we encountered a diversity of hairy animals
Shared bananas with them
In this world of freedom why bind your self to where you were born
A frequent traveller replenishes fountains of wisdom
It is through our exploration that we can find the answers to new questions
Don’t you know the world is walking?
Reach out and take a hand
Yes the beauty’s in the talking
Dance to the beat of a distant land
Dunia ni matembezi (bajaja baffe batabalanga)
Maisha ni utembezi (babukabuka nga empungu mu banga)
Dunia ni matembezi (bwebakomangawo embuzi netubaga)
Maisha ni utembezi (nebatunyumiza olwo byebalabye eyo mumawanga)
Dunia ni matembezi (bajaja baffe batabalanga)
Maisha ni utembezi (babukabuka nga empungu mu banga)
Outro translated
The world is walking (Our ancestors used to travel far and wide)
Life is traveling (Like kites they used to fly high in the sky)
The world is walking (When they came back we would slaughter goats to roast)
Life is traveling (And feasted as they told stories of their travels in strange lands)
The world is walking (Our ancestors used to travel far and wide)
Life is traveling (Like kites they used to fly high in the sky)
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home
Gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go to come home