With my own two hands
I can build myself a bright future
I can make my days brighter
I can use my hands to dress myself
I can use my hands to come to FunDza

With my own two hands
Sometimes I think about those who are in need
I think of those who never got a chance
I think about those who used to have them
I think about those who do bad things with them.

With my own two hands
I think of what God has given us to use
I think of the waste we commit
I think of what we do of which we are ashamed
I think of what we do not celebrate
I think of our not giving commitment

But at the end,
We should be proud of ourselves
Of what we have.