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Wo! Ilanga lobunzima
Nalo liyashona
Ukuthini asazi
Mus' ukukhala
Mntanami
(Oh! We don't know when this Sun of Hardship will set.
Don't cry, my child.)
Bits of songs and broken drums
Are all he could recall
But the future calls his name
Out loud
Carried on the violence of the guns
Berlin Wall
Welcome to my island
But please don't you stay too long
I wouldn't want anyone to think
That something's going on
Toe the line
And you'll be fine
You'll see another day
Don't connect,
Don't reflect,
Just fetch your weekly pay
Oh sister don't you feel
What I know inside my bones
I'll meet you on the underground
And we'll make a call on the telephone
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