Iwoya

You don’t have to be old to be wise
The bird doesn’t wait till he dies to fly
And emptiness is not for me Fill me up and spill over me Fitila da tmin o Lodan ninou ay, kplou oyaya
Mof dada foun da min o Monf ki ay tmin koda
See your soul, open your eyes
From inside your soul comes shining
Mon ri ay min ninou if If foun da min, kplou ayo
You don’t have to be old to be wise
Don’t you hear the baby crying
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Goun nounkoun kou ikou lm Kpala n’la la Afatcha idarugbo
Kpala n’la la You don’t have to be old to be wise
The bird doesn’t wait till he dies to fly
And emptiness is not for me Fill me up and spill over me Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Olorir nin da, olorir ni da mio
Emin o lrin hoho wa l Orir ni ti agba do, olorir nin da mio
Olorir ni da, emin o lrin hoho wa l Olorir ni da mio
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah