Biko

Ngomhla, sibuyayo

Sibuyayo kothula kuthi tu

Ngomhla, sibuyayo

Sibuyayo kothula kuthi tu

Ngomhla, sibuyayo

Sibuyayo kothula kuthi tu

September '77

Port Elizabeth

Weather fine

It was business as usual in Police Room 619

Oh Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Oh Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Yihla moja!

Yihla moja!

The man is dead!

The man is dead

When I try and sleep at night

I can only dream in red

The outside world is black and white

With only one color dead

Oh Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Ah Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Yihla moja!

Yihla moja!

The man is dead!

The man is dead

You can blow out a candle

But you can't blow out a fire

Once the flame begin to catch

The wind will blow it higher

Oh Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Oh Biko

Biko

Because Biko

Yihla moja!

Yihla moja!

The man is dead!

The man is dead

And the eyes of the world are watching now

Watching now

(Oh oh oh)

(Oh oh oh)

(Oh oh oh) Ah na na ah

(Oh oh oh) Ah na na ah

(Oh oh oh) (Say Biko) Na na na na say (Say Biko)

(Oh oh oh) (Say Biko) Na na na na say (Say Biko)

(Oh oh oh) (Say Biko) Na na na na say (Say Biko)

(Oh oh oh) (Say Biko) Na na na na say (Say Biko)...

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