[ Featuring Porteous ]
We gotta build this mill
We gotta grind this wheat
We gonna heave that barn
And we won't get beat
Seven days
Seven nights
And seven suns
We gonna make this right
All you believers
Storms are gonna rise
And all you gotta do
Is keep your eyes on the prize
Take this wind
Take this power
And feel the strain
Hour after hour
Take your feet to the mill stone
Take your shoulder to the wheel
Take a rock to the hammer and
It's a cold blue steel
All you believers
Storms are gonna rise
And all you gotta do
Is keep your eyes on the prize
Build this mill (ey ukhnem)
Grind this wheat (ey ukhnem)
Heave this barn (yeshcho razik)
Oh you won't get beat (yeshcho da raz)
Seven days (ey ukhnem)
Seven nights (ey ukhnem)
Seven suns is what it's gonna take (yeshcho razik)
Before we get things right (yeshcho da raz)
All you believers
Storms are gonna rise
And all you gotta do
Is keep your eyes on the prize
Ey ukhnem
Ey ukhnem
Yeshcho razik yeshcho da raz
Ey ukhnem
Ey ukhnem
