Telefonecall to Ghana:
Dellé: Hallo Frank Dellé
Eddie: Oh Frank Allessa Dellé from Germany.
Dellé: Yeah ist hat edward speaking?
Eddie:So how are the Wolfgangs and Sabines doing?
Dellé: Ha fine.
Eddie: And by the way, when are you coming home? It's been a long time.
You know people in the world where ever.
No matter where you may roam.
This song is about coming home.
Early in the morning when the sun comes up.
Mi homeland is Ghana. The greater gbulu family.
Bushman: Why do some people stay away so long.
But when I leave I've got to come back to this island, Jamaica!
That's the place where najabingi bushman come from. Heh!
Dellé: My heart is jumping, my dream came true and I've returned.
To the land left so long ago, here is where mi lived my youth, mi learned.
The streets are pumping, I can feel the beat right in my chest.
The night has come and I feel I'm at home. uoih
Deep sounds of Reggae is filling my ears. Somewhere from a backyard.
And my brother is smiling, then he says: "It's been a d*** long time".
We're jamming inna street, in the middle of the night. In the night we celebrate.
We're celebrating a feast, oh to remember forgotten times.
We're jamming inna street, and I know the day will come, history.
When all this is history and we're singing a song about.
My family in ghana.
Yes! I dedicated this song to my beloved father.
My family in ghana.
Dr. Daniel Nanya Chemogo Dellé.
Dellé: My feet have never had a rest. Had a rest.
For real, I've always been a guest. Been a guest.
I feel I've never had the taste.
It has always been a dilution.
Home is calling through my chest. Through my chest.
I need it so I go for my best.
And I know it has to be done know. It's to be done.
Caus it's the solution of my problem. The solution of my problem.
Deep sound of Reggae is filling my ears. Somewhere from a backyard.
Somewhere from a backyard. Look how she dance.
And my sister is dancing. Look how she dance.
Oh what a long time! Oh what a long time!
Dellé: Hallo Frank Dellé
Eddie: Oh Frank Allessa Dellé from Germany.
Dellé: Yeah ist hat edward speaking?
Eddie:So how are the Wolfgangs and Sabines doing?
Dellé: Ha fine.
Eddie: And by the way, when are you coming home? It's been a long time.
You know people in the world where ever.
No matter where you may roam.
This song is about coming home.
Early in the morning when the sun comes up.
Mi homeland is Ghana. The greater gbulu family.
Bushman: Why do some people stay away so long.
But when I leave I've got to come back to this island, Jamaica!
That's the place where najabingi bushman come from. Heh!
Dellé: My heart is jumping, my dream came true and I've returned.
To the land left so long ago, here is where mi lived my youth, mi learned.
The streets are pumping, I can feel the beat right in my chest.
The night has come and I feel I'm at home. uoih
Deep sounds of Reggae is filling my ears. Somewhere from a backyard.
And my brother is smiling, then he says: "It's been a d*** long time".
We're jamming inna street, in the middle of the night. In the night we celebrate.
We're celebrating a feast, oh to remember forgotten times.
We're jamming inna street, and I know the day will come, history.
When all this is history and we're singing a song about.
My family in ghana.
Yes! I dedicated this song to my beloved father.
My family in ghana.
Dr. Daniel Nanya Chemogo Dellé.
Dellé: My feet have never had a rest. Had a rest.
For real, I've always been a guest. Been a guest.
I feel I've never had the taste.
It has always been a dilution.
Home is calling through my chest. Through my chest.
I need it so I go for my best.
And I know it has to be done know. It's to be done.
Caus it's the solution of my problem. The solution of my problem.
Deep sound of Reggae is filling my ears. Somewhere from a backyard.
Somewhere from a backyard. Look how she dance.
And my sister is dancing. Look how she dance.
Oh what a long time! Oh what a long time!