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Nomzamo
Look beyond the colour
Past the covering on us, to see what we are
Turn the faded pages
The mark we leave on history, is what we are
Every country is part of us
Irrespective of the one where we grew up
Yes, you are my sister
Though we never shared a home, that's what you are
And your eyes keep shining in the darkness
Defying all the chains, that's what you are
Home for the homeless, hope for the hopeless
Between the lines on your face, I can read
Nomzamo, Nomzamo
They of the silk white breast, seemingly proud
They are so much more less on the day of the vow
Here's a woman who is tired and weary
Leading resistance and still laying wreathes
How can we stand by and watch this happen?
Is this the justice we preach
It seems too much to ask for an equal, peaceful living
In a land of screams, stinging tears and broken smiles
Following through all extremes
'One who will suffer many trials'
Is this a land to inherit?
Crumbs on the table, the segregated people starve
With gleeful oppression, the mindless procession
Cast nonchalance out of their cars
Somewhere, sometime we pay
For the crimes we incessantly do
If we believe, that we are what we leave
I left a hope, what did you?
Reeling from punches which leave them winded
Reeling from laws which should be rescinded now
Nomzamo, Nomzamo
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Nomzamo, Nomzamo
Reeling from laws which should be rescinded now
Reeling from punches which leave them winded
I left a hope, what did you?
If we believe, that we are what we leave
For the crimes we incessantly do
Somewhere, sometime we pay
Cast nonchalance out of their cars
With gleeful oppression, the mindless procession
Crumbs on the table, the segregated people starve
Is this a land to inherit?
'One who will suffer many trials'
Following through all extremes
In a land of screams, stinging tears and broken smiles
It seems too much to ask for an equal, peaceful living
Is this the justice we preach
How can we stand by and watch this happen?
Leading resistance and still laying wreathes
Here's a woman who is tired and weary
They are so much more less on the day of the vow
They of the silk white breast, seemingly proud
Nomzamo, Nomzamo
Between the lines on your face, I can read
Home for the homeless, hope for the hopeless
Defying all the chains, that's what you are
And your eyes keep shining in the darkness
Though we never shared a home, that's what you are
Yes, you are my sister
Irrespective of the one where we grew up
Every country is part of us
The mark we leave on history, is what we are
Turn the faded pages
Past the covering on us, to see what we are
Look beyond the colour
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