Carry him, carry him, onana
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Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
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Wema man
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Carry the breath of the nation
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Find it into the summer's winds
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Wema man
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Remember him to his enemies
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Recall to them fair burning land
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Wema man
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The swallows are dreaming of an old black bull
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With mist in his eyes and moss on his horns
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When he unsheathes his anger the world is in flames
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Red clouds cover a blood-red moon dripping sorrow from the sky
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Wen'kosibomvu
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Wen'kosibomvu
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Awu sithi bo-hum, etc.
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Carry him carry him, onana
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Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
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Wema man
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Carry the spirit of the nation
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Find it into the summer's winds
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Wema man
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Remember him to his enemies
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Recall to them fair burning land
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Wema man
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The swallows have heard the bellows of the bull song
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Rinsing and ringing through the valleys and the hills
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It will take many spears to make him kneel
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And just a few more to bring him to rest
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Wen'kosibomvu
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Awu sithi bo-hum, etc.
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Unkosibomvu
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Johnny Clegg & Savuka |