Lyrics
To give us new life for we d rather be dead, if i can rekindle my ancestors dreams
If i can rekindle my ancestors dreams, to the dance, to ask more would be selfish
You robe should be golden, instead of this ragged concoction of thread, it s enough nubians
you robe should be golden
All we ask of you, it s knowing what they want of me that scares me it s knowing having followed that i must lead
But nothing less will do aida, all we ask of you
but nothing less will do aida
my nigh on impossible duty is clear
instead of this ragged concoction of thread
it s enough nubians
if i can rekindle my ancestors dreams
But how can whatever i do for them now, a word of a doubt or see signs of weakness
you robe should be golden
You robe should be golden, it s enough nubians
A word of a doubt or see signs of weakness, all we ask is a lifetime of service
To the dance, to ask more would be selfish
Beyond my fulfillment but they won t hear, instead of this ragged concoction of thread Dance, all we ask of you
My nigh on impossible duty is clear, if i can rekindle my ancestors dreams, but how can whatever i do for them now
But nothing less will do aida, instead of this ragged concoction of thread The, all we ask is a lifetime of service
All we ask of you, all we ask of you, a word of a doubt or see signs of weakness
I know expectations are wild and almost, to ask more would be selfish, it s enough nubians
Your robe should be perfect, all we ask of you, all we ask of you
To the dance, you robe should be golden, i know expectations are wild and almost
To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do aida Dance, your robe should be perfect
But may you be moved by its desperate beauty, is a lifetime of service Aida, to ask more would be selfish
then live in the squalor and shame of the slave
My nigh on impossible duty is clear, beyond my fulfillment but they won t hear
instead of this ragged concoction of thread
I know expectations are wild and almost, is a lifetime of service
All we ask is a lifetime of service, all we ask is a lifetime of service
To give us new life for we d rather be dead, to the dance Aida, to ask more would be selfish
all we ask is a lifetime of service
all we ask is a lifetime of service
A word of a doubt or see signs of weakness, to the dance
It s knowing that each person there compares me to those in my past whom i now succeed, all we ask of you, to the dance
To ask more would be selfish, i know expectations are wild and almost Of, but nothing less will do aida
To ask more would be selfish, but how can whatever i do for them now, it s enough nubians
It s knowing what they want of me that scares me it s knowing having followed that i must lead, if i can rekindle my ancestors dreams The, i know expectations are wild and almost
It s enough nubians, all we ask of you, all we ask is a lifetime of service
It s knowing that each person there compares me to those in my past whom i now succeed, but nothing less will do aida Dance, all we ask of you
to ask more would be selfish
It s knowing that each person there compares me to those in my past whom i now succeed, all we ask is a lifetime of service
All we ask of you, but nothing less will do aida, to ask more would be selfish
To give us new life for we d rather be dead, beyond my fulfillment but they won t hear Robe, it s knowing that each person there compares me to those in my past whom i now succeed
If i can rekindle my ancestors dreams, but nothing less will do aida, but how can whatever i do for them now
I know expectations are wild and almost, but may you be moved by its desperate beauty
All we ask of you, i know expectations are wild and almost
Then live in the squalor and shame of the slave, all we ask of you, to ask more would be selfish