Intro (Heal)

Justice for the mortars Justice for the people Justice for the little ones Soaked and living in foreign creases Poor, alone with no relief It's the law the holds the visas The cold is all the preaches peace But brings in more diseases Hope to Yeezus, pray for good It seems it's open season When the aches replace the fever Broken yoke, it's over easy as it spills to left Neighbouring country gave us a hand But left with a fracture They were at loss, no other is present Banking on that, we start counting on no return The far cry for the soul the chase The loud sigh when you told the burden fall back The long night when road is hurting Don't die I just hope you safe And don't die for the song unheard it's all death Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Sawela phansi, mama Sawel'etsheni, mama Phola Africa Phola Africa Phola Africa Phola Africa Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa Phola Africa Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Lela wena lela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Phola Africa ngikhalela wena Lela wena lela wena