Pre-Chorus (Kofi Nti joins, a gentle counter) Say you remember how our shadows walked as one — two small kingdoms under the same lamp. If time is a trader, let it barter our regrets away; we keep what love gave us: a soft bone of truth.
Verse 1 Your footsteps echo in the courtyard of my memory, slow as rain on zinc roofs, certain as the tide. You passed with a smile that kept the night awake, and left a name that tastes like palm wine and sweet plantain. I count the hours in the shape of your laugh; even the moon leans closer to listen. Ofori Amponsah ft. Kofi Nti - Atweetan
Soft dusk settles over Accra’s old quarter. The streetlights blink awake like tired lanterns. From a narrow balcony above the market, a warm alto cuts through the evening hum — Ofori’s voice, honeyed and familiar, weaving a story about love that lingers beyond the last refrain. Pre-Chorus (Kofi Nti joins, a gentle counter) Say
Instrumental break — highlife guitar arpeggios ripple, trumpet sighs like distant horns from a trotro, maracas keep the heartbeat steady. The music breathes between the voices; the city listens. You passed with a smile that kept the
Outro (whispered) Under the same sky, we mend the small wounds; under the same streetlight, we promise again. Atweetan — and the night remembers how to hold us.