The great flood of tears that we've cried
For our brothers and sisters who've died
Over four hundred years

Has washed away our fears
And strengthened our pride
Now we turn back the tide


We will no longer hear your command
We will sieze the control from your hand

We will fan the flame
Of our anger and pain
And you'll feel the shame

For what you do in gods name

We will fight for the right to be free

We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song


When the ancient drum rhythms ring
The voice of our forefathers sings

Forward Africa run
Our day of freedom has come
For me and for you

Amandla Awethu

We will fight for the right to be free

We will build our own society
And we will sing, we will sing
We will sing our own song