This is home
Through Nyanga to no-man’s-land
One more sunset
One more day
Some lift their hands others kneel to pray
We live but don’t see
We live but don’t breathe
CHORUS:
I say halala
for we are free
I lift my fist
for now I see
I shout to our copper skies
We sing and we dance
I am Africa’s child
Yes, I am Africa’s child
At the foot of our mountains
At the step of our doors
We speak in 12 tongues
but breathe through the same pores
We all share the same skies
We all see with clouded eyes
But this is my home
This is my place
This is copper Africa’s grace
CHORUS:
And I say halala
I say halala
for we are free
I lift my fist
for now I see
I shout to our copper skies
We sing and we dance
I am Africa’s child
Yes, I am Africa’s child
