Ata ba i naka mwutu.
Kaka poba tu nye,
o ebi fiwana,
o bandi ko bimi sa kati nyo soyavina ngana elokuta.
Na ebi ye asonga kagu mwutu.
Na ebi ye asalaka naba entel,
atre naka naba tashanga boi.
Na ebi ye o bimi si seven ngana elokuta.
Bape se mwusala?
O, boni go?
O go se lape seven ngana ndegi mwoka bien.
E o salo nin?
E o salo nin?
A magic flick.
September 19, where did it go?
Yesterday fast, tomorrow slow.
A date I keep, I keep, can't define.
September 19,
you're not mine.
Street lights blink like tired eyes.
The air is thick with quiet lies,
the moons a thief.
Still in time,
leaves are whispers, lost in rhyme.
Did I dream you?
Or were you real?
A fleeting face,
a spinning wheel.
September kissed,
September cried.
A fleeting moment,
then it died.
September 19,
where did it go?
Yesterday fast, tomorrow slow.
A date I keep, I keep, can't define.
September 19,
you're not mine.
Street lights blink like tired eyes.
The air is thick with quiet lies,
steps up some pavement.
Soft and slow,
chasing shadows,
I don't know.
Did I dream you?
Or were you real?
A fleeting face,
a spinning wheel.
September kissed,
September cried.
A fleeting moment,
then it died.
September 19,
where did it go?
Yesterday fast, tomorrow slow.
A date I keep, I keep, can't define.
September 19,
you're not mine.