[Intro] (The track starts with a rapid shaker and a bright, catchy guitar riff. You hear faint sounds of a busy market: laughter, calling voices, and the clinking of metal) (Chant: Ran-gi, Ran-gi! - Colors) [Verse 1] The morning breaks in a riot of red and gold Stories in the patterns that the weavers have told Indigo blues and the yellow of the sun The work of the village has only just begun Indigo, saffron, and emerald green The brightest canvas that you’ve ever seen. [Pre-Chorus] (Call: What do you bring?) (Response: I bring the spice!) (Call: What do you sing?) (Response: Life is so nice!) [Chorus] Oh, we’re weaving the fabric, we’re spinning the thread With the blue of the sky and the clay of the bed A tapestry woven with laughter and light Keeping the spirit so vivid and bright (Chant: Kente! Ankara! Celebrate the loom!) There’s no place for shadows, there’s no place for gloom. [Instrumental Interlude: Guitar and Woodblock Jam] (A joyful, dancing guitar solo with a lot of "staccato" notes. The woodblocks and talking drums play a playful game of call and response, mimicking a conversation) [Verse 2] The scent of the ginger and the cinnamon sweet The rhythm of sandals on the dusty street A mother is laughing with a child on her back While the hammers are ringing on the iron track Every color we wear is a song for the eye Under the dome of the African sky. [Chorus] Oh, we’re weaving the fabric, we’re spinning the thread With the blue of the sky and the clay of the bed A tapestry woven with laughter and light Keeping the spirit so vivid and bright (Chant: Kente! Ankara! Celebrate the loom!) There’s no place for shadows, there’s no place for gloom. [Instrumental Bridge: Shaker and Vocal Harmony Breakdown] (The instruments quiet down. A group of voices creates a complex, rhythmic harmony using only syllables like "La-la-le, Lo-lo-la". It sounds like a group of people singing while they work) [Verse 3] From the thread of the past to the cloth of today We dress in our pride in a grand display No matter the burden, no matter the mile We cover the world in an African smile So hold up the silk and hold up the cotton The beauty of home is never forgotten. [Chorus] Oh, we’re weaving the fabric, we’re spinning the thread With the blue of the sky and the clay of the bed A tapestry woven with laughter and light Keeping the spirit so vivid and bright (Chant: Kente! Ankara! Celebrate the loom!) There’s no place for shadows, there’s no place for gloom. [Outro] (Chant: Ran-gi... Ran-gi...) (The guitar riff repeats one last time, getting faster and then stopping abruptly with a joyful shout: "Hey!" Followed by the sound of fading market chatter) [End]
