Forever African
For the sake of our pride And that of our ancestors Who jumped from ships into the sea of sorrow Because they knew death was better than bondage The pride of our ancestors Who suffered in the hands of foreigners Cling, Clang the shackles cried For freedom from their bloody ankles They tried to break the shackles That were already anchored to the soils of our land Pulling us down to the roots of the mango tree Guiding us back home And now we dance To the rhythm of the palm trees In the song of the wind Whistling sweet words in our ears Reminding us of the beauty of Africa, my Africa The home of...