Unga Barunga, Iba Mahr - Bless Me

Your presence around, them can't stop we now pray as my mother prayed
It lift we up, they will never see we go down
Blossom, but we never lose faith
All we do is celebrate, grateful for every breath we take
From the sunrise to the sunset, cha-cha
Bless me, when the rivers run dry and the ground get thirsty
Bless me, when the weapon dem found, none of dem gonna hurt me
Bless me, you feel like