Dreaming in Transit - Obongjayar

Do you see all these dreamers?

Dreamers in the slums

Dreaming of color

Living in a war

You see all my people

My beautiful people

A beauty forgotten

Forsaken by our own

Don’t you turn your backs on us

Look what you’ve done

Look what you’ve done

Don’t you turn your backs on us

Look what you’ve done

Enough is enough

War is ready

War is ready

War is ready

We’ve had enough, we’ve had enough

War is ready (politicians shame on them)

War is ready (our teachers shame on them)

War is ready

We’ve had enough, we’ve had enough

When I was young (?) hoping one day I’ll fly away

Nobody told me I had wings

Nobody told me I had wings

I don’t come from money

I don’t come from memory

I have no inheritance

They’ve left nothing for me

Don’t run away from this mess

Don’t kill me and blame the world

Don’t kill me and blame your religion

You kill me you’re killing yourself

Don’t you turn your backs on us

Look what you’ve done

Look what you’ve done

Don’t you turn your backs on us

Look what you’ve done

Enough is enough

War is ready (politicians shame on them)

War is ready (our teachers shame on them)

War is ready

Look what you’ve done, what have you done?

War is ready (politicians shame on them)

War is ready (our teachers shame on them)

War is ready

We’ve had enough, we’ve had enough

When I was young (?) hoping one day I’ll fly away

Nobody told me I had wings

Nobody told me I had wings

When I was young (?) hoping one day I’ll fly away

Nobody told me I had means

Nobody told me I had means

When I was young (?) hoping one day I’ll fly away

Nobody told me I had means

Nobody told me I had means