The river streams down memory lane it parts and beyond What do we stand to gain? the chains, the bombs that break the bond reclused to think- o! have we become and to be called 'developing', now the norm to conquer fear of what we've become to the soul we hide for a better dawn Wake up one! wake up all Let's bring the tree to stand so tall My love comes in words my heart beats for you Soul brother come out from that glue O! Africa what has become of you?