Ọmọ Yorùbá ni mi

Ọmọ Yorùbá ni mi In the land of vibrant colors and rich culture, I stand tall, From the depths of history to the present, I heed the call, Embracing traditions old and new, I walk with pride and grace, In the heart of the Yoruba, I trace my roots and I embrace. Omo Yoruba ni mi. In the rhythm of the talking drums, my spirit soars, Dancing with the energy of our ancestors, my soul explores, With a language as melodic as a songbird's sweet call, The Yoruba people's pride stands tall. In the art of storytelling, we truly excel, Passing down wisdom, the tales we tell. Our music and dance, a rhythmic delight, Expressing joy and sorrow, day and night. Omo Yoruba ni mi. Respect for elders, a cornerstone of our way, Teaching the young to listen and obey. In the taste of our delicacies, flavors of home I savor, In the warmth of our hospitality, I find love and favor. Omo Yoruba ni mi. As the sun sets over the horizon, casting its golden light, I stand tall and proud, a beacon shining bright, In the land of the Yoruba, my spirit soars free, In the heart of my heritage, I find my destiny. Omo Yoruba ni mi.