Morning to you man, morning to your loveHey, I say, I sayAfrica must wake up, you sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, may a better day comeYesterday we were kings, can you tell me young onesWho are we today, yeah nowWell Africa must wake up, you sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, may a better day comeYesterday we were kings, can you tell me young onesWho are we today, yeah nowThe black oasis, ancient, Africa the sacredAwaken, the sleeping giants, science, art is your creationA dream that we could visit, oh Kim itYour history is too complex and rigidFor some western critics, they want the whole subject diminishedBut Africa's the only oneThe origin of all the world's religionsWe praise bridges that carried us overThe battlefronts of Sudanic soldiersThe task put before usYou hear me out, Africa must wake upYou sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, may a better day comeYesterday we were kings, can you tell me young onesWho are we today, yeah nowWell Africa must wake up, you sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, may a better day comeYesterday we were kings, can you tell me young onesWho are we todayWho are we today, the slums of Jesus' ageWe need that all to fade, we cannot be afraidSo who are we today, we are the morning afterThe makeshift youth, the slave ship capturedOur diaspora is the final chapterThe ancestral lineage built pyramidsAmerica's first immigrantThe king's son and daughters from now ordersThe first architecturesThe first philosophersAstronomersThe first prophets and the doctors was usNow can we all pray, each in his own wayTeaching and learning, we can work it outWe'll have a warm bed, we'll have some warm breadShelter from the storm dread, and we can work it outMother nature feeds all, in farming and droughtTell those selfish in ways not to share us outWhat's a tree without root, lion without toeYou hear me outAfrica must wake up, yuh sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, lest some more love comeYesterday we were kings, can you tell me young onesWho are we todayYeah, LordWell Africa must wake up, yuh sleeping sons of JacobFor what tomorrow may bring, lest some more love comeYesterday we were kings, l tell yer young bloodThis world is yours todayTatio, tatio, wave gamma, tatire On ninki, tortè, tintra, wa dinkè direO telmerki letesso, wa dinkè tunse O tahadnigi tam hai, wa dinkè toheTatio, tatio, wave gamma, tatire On ninki, tortè, tintra, wa dinkè direO telmerki letesso, wa dinkè tunse O tahadnigi tam hai, wa dinkè toheWe'll be right back.We'll be right back.What do you think, y'all?To everybody out there.This is Nas, Damian, Molly.Distant relatives.We're all distant relatives.No matter where you're from, where you live,how near, how far.Africa, China, Japan, Afghanistan, Israel.We're all family.We're all distant relatives.So that's why we came together.One of the reasons myself andDamian came togetheris because we all come from one placeand that's Africa.That's right, you too.And you.The whole world.We're all family.We just spread out all over the place.So to all my distant relatives,let's take it back home.I said,well, Africa must wake up,you sleeping sons of Jacob.But what tomorrow may bringmay a better day come.Yesterday we werekings, can you tell me, young ones,who are we today?Yeah, now.Well, Africa must wake up,you sleeping sons of Jacob.But what tomorrow may bringmay a better day come.Yesterday we were kings,can you tell me, young ones,who are we today?Who are we today?Morning to you.Morning to you, man.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.Morning to you, love.