[Verse] Underneath the baobab shade, Old hands drum the stories made, City boys with restless feet, Waiting for the pulse to meet. [Pre-Chorus] Feel the rhythm in the air, Patience grows where beats declare, Every strike, a hidden key, Unlock your heart, set it free. [Chorus] Talk to me, talk to me, drum the tales I’m gonna keep, Echoes of the past run deep, Listen close, no need to leap. Talk to me, talk to me, in the rhythm truth will seep, Grandfather’s song, strong and sweet, Patience is the victory. [Verse] City lights don’t teach the time, Old drum’s voice in steady rhyme, Lessons found in every beat, Culture’s fire beneath our feet. [Pre-Chorus] Close your eyes, let pulses flow, Roots will teach what you should know, In the quiet, wisdom’s sound, City boys now drum unbound. [Chorus] Talk to me, talk to me, drum the tales I’m gonna keep, Echoes of the past run deep, Listen close, no need to leap. Talk to me, talk to me, in the rhythm truth will seep, Grandfather’s song, strong and sweet, Patience is the victory. [Bridge] From the village to the street, Hear the heartbeat, steady beat, City boys with hands made strong, In the drum, we all belong. [Chorus] Talk to me, talk to me, drum the tales I’m gonna keep, Echoes of the past run deep, Listen close, no need to leap. Talk to me, talk to me, in the rhythm truth will seep, Grandfather’s song, strong and sweet, Patience is the victory. [Outro] Patience is the victory, Drum the past inside of me.