Times fly, but it never said good bye.

We smile, when there is a brand new life.

Sometimes we cried, when our love once died,

but remember, that everyone will slide.

Times fly, like shooting stars in the sky.

Times pass, like early morning sunrise.

Years back, you used to be my butterfly,

nowadays, you like snake in a green grass.

Times fly, like it never passes by.

With life, I give thanks to the most high,

by having you for long time in my heart.

At least I can say that I’ve tried.

Times fly, and will never say goodbye.

Walking through the streets of Monrovia
Jubilation and happiness was all I saw
It was the first time in seventy-eight years
Liberia’s first peaceful transaction of power
Boom! Boom! Boom! The bass drums went
They were so loud, the birds began to sing
“That hurts”, cried the drums
The drums looked so tired and frustrated
The people danced like they never danced before
Finally, they said bye to social exclusion
They shouted through the streets of Mamba point
Muyan! Muyan! CDC Muyan! Muyan
The first African to win the ballon D’or had won the Liberia presidential election
Now Liberia has a successor to Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, the first African Female President
The country has been through a lot
Climbing the hills
And descending into the valleys
It is my strong belief that Liberia will rise again
Rise up Liberia!