
Moyo Unasema Nini
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[Verse 1]
The night his woman closed her eyes,
Three little boys began to cry.
The youngest one was barely two,
Too young to know what death could do.
He held her hand, he called her name,
But morning came, and nothing changed.
Three little boys stood by the door,
And life would never be the same anymore.
[Verse 2]
They told him, "Man, you need a wife,
You can't raise boys alone in life."
But he remembered what he'd seen,
A stepmother's love ain't guaranteed.
"What if she hurts them when I'm gone?
What if they cry when left alone?
I'll never risk their hearts again,
I'll raise my boys through joy and pain."
He kissed their heads and made a vow,
"I'll be your father and your mother now."
[Chorus]
He never remarried, he never moved on,
He buried his love, but he carried on.
Three little boys and a heart full of pain,
He stood in the sunshine, he walked through the rain.
When fever came calling in the dead of the night,
He carried them crying, held them so tight.
The world saw a man, but nobody knew,
The mother and father those boys grew into.
[Verse 3]
There were nights when the youngest cried,
"Where is my mama?" He broke inside.
He held him close, though his own eyes burned,
"She's up in heaven, she'll soon return."
But how do you tell a child so small,
That heaven won't answer when he calls?
He warmed their milk, he washed their clothes,
And hid his tears where nobody knows.
When sickness came and the money was gone,
He prayed for the morning to hurry along.
He sat by their beds through the whole night long,
And sang them the little strength he had left in his song.
[Chorus]
He never remarried, he never moved on,
He buried his love, but he carried on.
Three little boys and a heart full of pain,
He stood in the sunshine, he walked through the rain.
When fever came calling in the dead of the night,
He carried them crying, held them so tight.
The world saw a man, but nobody knew,
The mother and father those boys grew into.
[Verse 4]
He missed the touch of a loving hand,
But raising his boys was his life's command.
He turned down love, he turned down rings,
For the three little boys who meant everything.
He worked all day, came home worn out,
Still cooked their supper without a doubt.
He learned to braid, he learned to sew,
Did things that nobody taught him to know.
At school they needed fees to pay,
He found a way, somehow, each day.
He wore old shoes so they could wear new,
And gave them the best of what he never knew.
[Bridge]
And sometimes, when the house was still,
He'd sit alone upon the windowsill.
He'd take her picture, whisper low,
"My love, I wish you could see them grow."
"I hope I'm doing this right somehow,
I wish you could help me raise them now.
I'm tired, my love, but I'll see it through,
I promised I'd take good care of you."
He never let his children see
How much it cost to raise all three.
[Verse 5]
The years rolled by, the boys grew tall,
The little ones weren't little at all.
The youngest boy, who once cried for his mum,
Was now a man, and his day had come.
One wore a gown, one wore a tie,
Their father watched with tears in his eyes.
The boys stood proud, their future bright,
While he stood quietly, out of sight.
They never knew the nights he prayed,
The countless sacrifices that he made.
They saw a father, strong and wise,
But never saw the tears he cried.
[Chorus]
He never remarried, he gave them his all,
He caught every tear, he answered each call.
Three little boys, now men standing tall,
He gave them his heart, he gave them it all.
And if you should ask them what love really means,
They'll tell you the story of a man they have seen.
Who lost the one woman he thought he would keep,
Then raised three young boys on no money and sleep.
[Outro]
And one day the youngest took his father's hand,
Said, "You've done enough, now let us be your strength."
The old man smiled, tears rolling down,
Three grown sons were gathered around.
He looked up to heaven, his voice barely strong,
"My love, I kept my promise all along."
He never remarried...
But he was never alone.
He raised three sons...
And they brought him home.