Our Fathers' Drum
It sounds different from all drums
Its older than toothless granny
But all its teeth is fixed
None of us doesn't know its sound
Boom boom
We know the King is coming
boom boo
Grasshoppers are here
Boom boo boo boom
The storm is coming
Booom! boom boom boom boom boom
Even toddlers know what that is
Drum of war
Women run to carry babies
Men run for spears
Its our rivals
They are here for our youth and cattle
We fight for the King and for our ancestors
Till blood of our enemies floods in the valley
so that
Boom Boom boom
Can sound the drum of the King's heroes
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