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Bayeza abafana bancane wema |
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Bayeza abafana bancane wema |
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Baphethe iqwasha, baphethe ibazooka |
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Bathi "Sangena savuma thina, Lapha abazange bengena abazali bethu Nabadala, bayasikhalela thina ngoba asina voti." (The young boys are coming, the young boys are coming. They carry homemade weapons and a bazooka. They say "We have agreed to enter a place that has never been entered before by our parents or our ancestors and they cry for us, for we do not have the right to vote.) |
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Hayiyaah! |
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The west is sleeping in a fragile freedom |
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Forgotten is the price that was paid |
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Ten thousand years of marching through a veil of tears |
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To break a few links in these chains |
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These things come to us by way of much pain |
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Don't let us slip back into the dark |
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On a visible but distant shore -- a new image of man |
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The shape of his own future, now in his own hands -- he says: |
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Chorus: One 'man, one vote -- step into the future |
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One 'man, one vote -- in a unitary state |
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One 'man, one vote -- tell them when you see them |
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One 'man, one vote -- it's the only way |
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Bayeza abafana abancane (The young boys are coming) |
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Hayiyaah! |
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In the east a giant is awakening |
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And in the south we feel the rising tide |
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The soul inside the spark that gives breath to your life |
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Can no longer be made to hide |
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These things come to us by way of much pain |
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Don't let us slip back into the dark |
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On a visible but distant shore -- a new image of man |
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The shape of his own future, now in his own hands -- he says: |
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Chorus |
