Ever since I can remember I’ve spent my whole life on the road
I’ve traveled this mortal world from end to end
Literate, illiterate, poor and rich all the same
Finally, I’ve come to know right from wrong
As if humanity is on sale, bread is in the lion’s mouth
No one offers a man some hot soup
He who has built four walls has shut the door and locked it
No one offers a man a soft bed
Just one question, where are you from, mate
This world is my homeland
No mate, I mean where are you really from
This world is my homeland
Repent, repent, repent!
Every one holds forth about fraternity and equality
Yet they ask why you have darker skin than me
They take up arms and run for death for no reason
Yet no one asks what the orphan and widows eat and drink
Poor Gaye couldn’t find a way out so he talked and talked
No one says, Come on let’s all get along
Our earth is already broken and uninhabitable
No need to divide it more and more
Just one question
Where are you from, mate
This world is my homeland
No mate, I mean where are you really from
I told you already
This world is my homeland
Repent, repent, repent!