What exactly is Africa’s pride?
Oh, Mother Africa! What exactly is your pride? Who should I ask? Why should I be proud of you? Why should I raise my head high when I talk about you?
Oh, what exactly is Africa’s pride?
Oh, Mother Africa! What exactly is your pride? Who should I ask? Why should I be proud of you? Why should I raise my head high when I talk about you?
Oh, what exactly is Africa’s pride?
Who will sing for me? Oh! Not an ordinary love song with a sweet voice and quench my thirst… Maybe, stitch my pierced precious heart.
When I get older, I will be wiser… And maybe, I will begin to understand everything.
A time will come when trouble draws near when the snares of men and nature will revolt…
Every now and then, I dream of him. I want to strangle him but I cannot touch him.
What if man was a knowledge?
Dear mama, I can never replace you. I love you so much.
Mother, I am because you are.
Ode, to the Messiah. Mom.
When I die, what becomes of you?
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