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Oh Shaka, your mother

Is not the first mother to die

Oh Shaka, my brother

Can you hear me now, will you see the light?

You’ve sentenced all expecting mothers and their husbands to be killed

That no one should experience the pain that you currently feel

But there’s no sense in that

No, there’s no sense in that

Can you hear your people weeping now?

Shaka, great Father

You’re the apple of our eyes

Oh Shaka, my brother

Can you hear me now, will you see the light?

You’ve sent the cattle to their graves and killed the farmers in their fields

And thousands more for not displaying adequately how they feel

And there’s no milk in the land

No, there’s no milk in the land

Can you hear your people weeping now?

Shaka

Your mother

Is not the first mother to die

Can you hear your people weeping now oh?

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