Preferred Band/Artist: The Soil
Verse 1:
Listen to the echoes of freedom
Resonating through the winds
Of the dusty streets
Of Soweto
A voice of liberation
Sound mind and education
reminding me of past suffering
Chorus:
This place we call home
Birth place to history
The African Victory
How can you not feel it?
It's all I've ever known
Heart of the city of Gold
The place our people call our own
Where you see ghetto I see home
This place we call home
Verse 2:
Hearts filled with sadness
reflected through the cries of fallen heroes
Thanks to the ones who came before us
Freedom is no longer a dream
and the rights we enjoy, stay to
remind us of past suffering
Chorus:
This place we call home
Birth place to history
The African Victory
How can you not feel it?
It's all I've ever known
Heart of the city of Gold
The place our people call our own
Where you see ghetto I see home
This place we call home
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