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Baleka uzohaqwa! (Escape before you are injured!) |
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Uwahaqwa! (Too late he is injured!) |
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Webaba sicel'impilo (Father, give us life, save our lives) |
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At the end of all bloody human storms |
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As the last embers and flames glow |
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We peer up into the wounded sky |
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And search for the human rainbow |
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And in the fading light |
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I wonder why |
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We can never free it from the sky |
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Wangitshela lendaba (You have told me of this thing) |
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I can see it, but never be it, until |
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I free it |
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From the sky |
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Chorus Same old human story |
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The saddest winds do blow |
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While we are trapped in the language of dark history |
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Underneath a human rainbow |
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An angry young man draws in the air |
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Political equations |
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But time corrupts the fruit they bare |
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And leads to more desperation |
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While in the sky -- it's a trick of the light |
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Shine the colors of all creation |
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Chorus Ngizokutshela! (I will tell you, that's how it is). |
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Same old human story |
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Same old human story |