Preferred Band/Artist: The Soil
Woken up by the sound of the rain on your tin roof
Look around and the floor has been swept by the river
Mama’s not there and the air is dense with infant’s wails
You sit paralyzed and drenched in fear
Mntanami khawuleza,liyaphela ixesha
Before the river Nile flows above you
And you left helpless,
Just floating, lifeless
O na na ,on na na khawuleza (x2)
Memories fling towards your face like black crows to the crop
As your soul moves into the fostering Northern lights
It is not your fault that you were born into a world so cold
O na na, o na na xola
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