| Look beyond the colour | |
| Past the covering on us to see what we are | |
| Turn the faded pages | |
| The mark we leave on history is what we are | |
| Every country is part of us | |
| Irrespective of the one where we grew up | |
| Yes you are my sister | |
| Though we never shared a home that's what you are | |
| And your eyes keep shining in the darkness | |
| Defying all the chains that's what you are | |
| Home for the homeless, hope for the hopeless | |
| Between the lines on your face | |
| I can read... | |
| Nomzamo, Nomzamo... | |
| They of the silk white breast seemingly proud | |
| They are so much more less on the day of the vow | |
| Here's a woman who is tired and weary | |
| Leading resistance and still laying wreathes | |
| How can we stand by and watch this happen? | |
| Is this the justice we preach | |
| It seems too much to ask for an equal, peaceful living | |
| In a land of screams, stinging tears and broken smiles | |
| Following through all extremes ' | |
| One who will suffer many trials' | |
| Is this a land to inherit? | |
| Crumbs on the table the segregated people starve | |
| With gleeful oppression the mindless procession | |
| Cast nonchalance out of their cars | |
| Somewhere, sometime we pay for the crimes we incessantly do | |
| If we believe that we are what we leave | |
| I left a hope--what did you? | |
| Reeling from punches which leave them winded | |
| Reeling from laws which should be rescinded now | |
| Nomzamo, Nomzamo... |
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