Aisha is walking alone                     
She got no place to go                     
Her land is a mess                         
While they should bring freedom     

Eyes losing a tear
Only wasted water
Her daddy has been killed
And her mom is searching water
Chorus
Aisha still walks on
Till she say the star
And she heard the stories
Of people marching for freedom

Ooh ooh what a story
When will we ever learn to see
Ooh ooh there's no glory
When will she ever be free

Copyright © Harry Loco 2004