|
The great flood of tears that we've cried |
|
For our brothers and sisters who've died |
|
Over four hundred years has washed away our fears |
|
And strengthened our pride, now we turn back the tide |
|
We will no longer hear your command |
|
We will seize the control from your hand |
|
We will fan the flame of our anger and pain |
|
And you'll feel the shame for what you do in God's name |
|
We will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
|
And we will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
When the ancient drum rhythms ring |
|
The voice of our forefathers sings |
|
Forward Africa run our day of freedom has come |
|
For me and for you Amandla Awethu |
|
We will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
|
And we will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
And we will fight for the right to be free |
|
We will build our own society |
|
We will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
And we will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
|
And we will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
And we will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
|
And we will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
And we will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
|
And we will sing, we will sing |
|
We will sing our own song |
|
And we will fight for the right to be free |
|
And we will build our own society |
