L'ojo ojosi omode i gb'oju s'oke w'agba o
B'agba ba nro'jo, omode won a pa looloo ni
L'ojo ojosi, awon agba i wu'wa ibaje o
Bi won ba se ‘baje, a o s'igba fun won ni
Eje a ma ba won so, ki won ma se wu'wa ibaje mo o
Ore e je a ma ba won so, ki won ma se wu'wa ika yi
Eje a ma ba won so, ki won ma se wu'wa ibaje mo o
Eje a ma ba won so, ki won ma se wu'wa ika…
I see them every day on the street wasting their lives
Youth can't find no direction to put their energies
I see them in Europe and America looking for hope
Everywhere they go they are lonely, can't find a
warm bed
Do you like to see the children cry
And waste their lives away, my brother?
You like to see them die before their time in poverty?
Do you like to see the children cry in frustration and
desperation?
Do you like to see them flee and leave this land so
full of promise?
I see them everywhere in factories and plantations
A new wave of slavery and servitude in foreign
I see them in Asia, Australia, wherever you may
Everywhere they go they are lonely, there is no place
like home
Do you like to see the children crying?
Like to see the children worry?
Like to the children running away?
Like to see them die, brother?

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