Struck by rays, out of place
Get out of bed, try to make it right today
Splash your face, pick up the pace
Tidy up the nest, the one that's in your hair
Earphones in, count every step
It all seems less grey, with your morning song he'll say : "It's ok"
Every car and passerby
They suddenly smile, they can hear your song
With head up high. Now catch the sky
The notes paint it with your morning song
Headphones on, count every breath
It all seems less grey, with your morning song I'll say :"It's ok"
Nitakupenda , nakupenda
When the night comes you go to bed
Waiting for the morning sun
The sun will rise, you'll do it all again
With the voice of your morning song he will say
Asabuhi ikifika, nitakupenda, nitakupenda
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
It's ok
Nakupenda