Текст песни
The night is ours... ours... ours
Neon paints the sacred ground, bodies merge as one
Digital and ancient sounds beneath the midnight sun
Processor and drum unite in ritual electric
Breaking through the space and time, the connection is direct
Can you feel the voltage rise
Ancestors in the machine
The tribe is going cosmic
(Ngoma! ya daudi!)
(Kina! chakula!)
(Umeme! mtima!)
(Roho mpya)
(Ngoma! ya daudi!)
(Kina! chakula!)
(Umeme! mtima!)
(Roho mpya)
We are the digital tribe
Afro-tech connection
(Ngoma! ya daudi!)
(Kina! chakula!)
(Umeme! mtima!)
(Roho mpya)
