SUN IN ZAMBEZIv6

[Intro] (Soft ambient: faint wind, distant water splash, rare string notes from afar. Then warm bass enters, gentle beat. Pause. First calm voice.) (Soft ambient, distant acoustic guitar notes in the background, enters soft beat) [Verse 1] Izuwa la Zambezi Sun of Zambezi, Warms me in memory, Hot winds on my skin, Like children running free. Mushi wangu — my home under palm, Mukazi at the door, standing calm, A scene that held me warm, Like truth, like so much more. Bana running barefoot through the grass, Their laughter ringing out, Like a song about something… Something simple. Something alive. Something home. And me here. And time — Like rain on glass. Chorus] (Strings wider, warmer) My home so far, my river — Zambezi, Where the dawns burn bright, Like fire in the sky. I left, To make the world a little better, But moyo — my heart is still there, With my wife, with my children. I'll come back. For sure. Soon. I know, everything will be fine. I believe. Soon. [Verse 2] Russia met me With cold, with snow, But the people — with warmth Worth more than gold, my brother. I didn't come for nothing. I saw so much here. Those who fight for truth, Hiding nothing of themselves. Neo-fascism — It's the plague of our days, And if not me, Then who will say to them "no"? I'm a warrior. I'm black. But the colour don't matter, What matters is — You stand for what's right. What matters is — Justice is one. For all. For home. And for me. Chorus] (Strings wider, warmer) My home so far, my river — Zambezi, Where the dawns burn bright, Like fire in the sky. I left, To make the world a little better, But moyo — my heart is still there, With my wife, with my children. I'll come back. For sure. Soon. I know, everything will be fine. I believe. Soon. [Bridge] (Beat fades, guitar and pad remain) At night, when the silence presses on my chest, I close my eyes and see — Mukazi by the fire, bana sleeping like angels, The river hums, and I'm almost there… Almost. But not yet. Not yet. [Verse 3] Reading the letters Over and over again, Every word — Like a breath of air. "Baba, when are you coming back?" — The children ask. And I whisper: "Soon." Soon. That word holds me, Like an anchor holds a ship. I know they wait. And I know — the road back Is there. Will be. I know. Let me. Chorus] (Strings wider, warmer) My home so far, my river — Zambezi, Where the dawns burn bright, Like fire in the sky. I left, To make the world a little better, But moyo — my heart is still there, With my wife, with my children. I'll come back. For sure. Soon. I know, everything will be fine. I believe. Soon. [Outro] (Beat fades gradually. Rare strings remain, light ambient, like wind carrying words away. Quiet voice at the end.) Zambezi… Mushi wangu… my homeland… Mukazi… bana… my home… I'll come back. For sure. Everything will be fine. (Silence. One note. Pause. End.)