When I get older, I will be stronger.
They'll call me freedom, just like a waving flag.
And then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back.
Born to a throne, stronger than Rome
but violent prone, poor people zone.
But it's my home, all I have known.
Where I got grown, streets we would roam.
But out of the darkness, I came the farthest,
Among the hardest survival.
Learn from these streets, it can be bleak.
Accept no defeat, surrender retreat,
So we struggling, fighting to eat,
and we wondering when we'll be free,
So we patiently wait for that fateful day,
It's not far away, but for now we say
When I get older, I will be stronger.
They'll call me freedom, just like a waving flag.
And then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back.
So many wars, settling scores,
Bringing us promises, leaving us poor.
I heard them say, love is the way,
Love is the answer, that's what they say ...
When I get older, I will be stronger.
They'll call me freedom, just like a waving flag.
And then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back.
-- "Waving Flag" by K'naan
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