Africa

E Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Halala, halala He was born in the African dawn and orphaned to the land So gentle in the eye he was, as any woman's child Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Halala, halala As he grew people told him, "Son don't you trust anyone" You learn how to trust a stone" This is not gentle land and it breaks those Who never learned how to be alone Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Halala, halala And so he walked in the fashion of his lands until at last he cried out "Can anybody hear me, hear me, hear the song in my heart?" There's a song to be sung that can heal these broken men Let us sing and we'll walk through the dark Hand in hands, hand in hands Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Halala Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema Afrika kukhala abangcwele E Afrika kukhala abangcwele wema