Goodluck Gozbert - Ipo Siku Remix Lyrics
Lyrics
Haijalishi kama umetoka Mwanza (Nibarikiwe) Dar es salaam ama Nairobi Kenya(Nibarikiwe)
[VERSE 1: Goodluck Gozbert] Ni mbali nimetoka Tena ni ajabu kuwa hai Maana ningeshakufaga Ni mengi nimeona Tena ya kuvunja moyo Labda ningeshamwacha Mungu Ooh Kama ni misongo ya mawazo Magonjwa mama, nimepitia, ninazoea Maumivu ya kudharauliwa, umasikini Ni kila siku, ninajipa moyo
[CHORUS] Ipo siku yangu tu… Ipo si siku uuh Ipo siku yangu tu (nami) Ni ba ni ba nibarikikiwe Ipo siku yangu tu… Ipo si siku uuh Ipo siku yangu tu (nami) Ni ba ni ba nibarikikiwe
Nami (Niba niba nibarikiwe) Nami nibarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nibarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nami nibarikiwe ( nibarikiwe) Niba, niba, nibarikiwe
[VERSE 2 : RINGTONE] Najua Mungu wangu hajalala Ndio maana mimi napiga sala Leo yangu unaeza cheka Dunia nzima imenipiga teke Lakini mimi siko pekee Mungu wangu amenibeba Kama vile tai anainuwa, mwanawe angani Anamuacha apeperuke,akianguka anamu inua Ako njiani kuniinua, maana time yake imefika
(iye eh eh )
Ipo siku yangu tu… Ipo si siku uuh Ipo siku yangu tu nami Ni ba ni ba nibarikikiwe Ipo siku yangu tu… Ipo si siku uuh Ipo siku yangu tu nami Ni ba ni ba nibarikikiwe
Nami (Niba niba nibarikiwe) Nami nibarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nibarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nami nibarikiwe ( nibarikiwe) Niba, niba, nibarikiwe
[VERSE 3 : Goodluck Gozbert] Miaka imepita, unaombaga mtoto hupati Vuta subira maana Yeye hachelewi (ngojaaa) Ona biashara imeandamwa mikosi hupati Usimwache Mungu, waganga watakuponza Mpo kwa ndoa ila nyumbani amani hakuna Msimwache Mungu – michepuko sio jibu Umeugua tumaini la kupona hakuna Usimtazame mwanadamu siku yako imekaribia
[RIGNTONE] Expiry date (ayaya) Ya hizo shida zako (ayaya) Imefika leo ndugu (ayaya) Usilie amini Mungu (ayaya) Expiry date (ayaya) Ya hizo shida zako (ayaya) Imefika leo ndugu (ayaya) Usilie amini Mungu (ayaya)
Nawe ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nawe ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nawe ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Nawe ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Ubarikiwe (nibarikiwe) Uba, Uba, Ubarikiweee Nawe nawe nawe….
Video
Goodluck Gozbert x Ringtone - Ipo Siku Remix (Official Video) ( SMS: SKIZA 7630090 send to 811)
Meaning & Inspiration
When I look at a song like "Ipo Siku" by Goodluck Gozbert and Ringtone, I’m not asking if the rhythm moves the room. I’m asking if the congregation is left staring at their own palms or at the throne.
There is a specific line in Ringtone’s verse that stops me in my tracks: “Kama vile tai anainuwa, mwanawe angani / Anamuacha apeperuke, akianguka anamu inua.” It is a gritty, beautiful rendering of Deuteronomy 32:11. As someone who builds liturgy, I spend a lot of time trying to get people to understand that God’s sovereignty isn’t just about the moments He catches us—it’s about the fact that He trusts us to "apeperuke"—to fly, or perhaps to flutter awkwardly in the wind.
So many songs written today are essentially polite requests for comfort. We end up singing to our own anxieties, hoping the volume will drown out the worry. But "Ipo Siku" does something different. It acknowledges the "misongo ya mawazo" (the stress of thoughts) and the "kudharauliwa" (the pain of being despised). It doesn't sweep the trauma under the rug. It brings it into the room and then anchors it to the promise that God is not asleep.
The "Landing"—the place we arrive at when the music dies down—is the hope of an "expiry date" for suffering. That phrasing is provocative. Is it theology, or is it wishful thinking? If I lead this, I have to ensure the people understand that this "day" isn't a magical ticket out of difficulty, but an invitation to trust the timing of the One who doesn't slumber.
I struggle with the chorus, though. The repetition of "Nibarikiwe" (May I be blessed) sits on the edge of a knife. If we sing it as a demand, we’ve missed the point of the Cross entirely. If we sing it as a prayer for grace to endure until the "day" arrives, it becomes something else.
When the singing stops, the silence shouldn't be about whether we got what we wanted. It should be a quiet, heavy realization that the "day" has already arrived in the person of Christ. We aren't just waiting for a change in our circumstances; we are standing in the middle of an already-won victory. It’s a messy tension, acknowledging the "magonjwa" and the "umasikini" while claiming the blessing. Maybe that’s the most honest way to walk through the doors of a sanctuary. It isn't a victory lap; it's a plea for the strength to keep flying while the wind is still howling.