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