Angelique Kidjo - Ominira Lyrics
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Ominira
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What Are The Lyrics For Ominira By Angelique Kidjo?
Wherever you live
You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Aya aa ehehe hehe Aya a ehehe he N' fon égbé bodo min Do wanyinyin nou min bawè Fitè n'ka nayi, bo nan mon fifa lo Ayi dévo hon nou wanyinyin Ali devo wa o o o Ayi dévo hon nou wanyinyin Ali devo wa o o o Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Aya aa ehehe hehe Aya a ehehe he Tègbè ayidé hon, min do nan sinyin hou Bonou gbè o nin yon Egbé dé afon o, dagbé tè ablo hui dé Ayi dévo hon nou wanyinyin Ali devo wa o o o Ayi dévo hon nou wanyinyin Ali devo wa o o o Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul No one can take away from me What's inside my black ivory soul No one can take away from me What's inside my black ivory soul Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel |
Who Wrote Ominira By Angelique Kidjo?
Cantuarta Vinitius, Angelique Kidjo, Carlos Vinicius Da Silva Cantuaria
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What's The Duration Of The Ominira By Angelique Kidjo?The duration of Ominira is 4:23 minutes and seconds. |
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