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Whispers in the Deep

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Distant sleep right in your eye
Face is tasty food for rotten flies
Call me angry, call me mad; a soul that whispers in the deep
But echoes all throughout the land
Reaches out to find, to find a hand
But find an amputated stump that tells the story of the lonely
And beats the rhythm of the free

I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
Kawuphinde, kawuphinde mzala (nah nah nah nah!)

Whose songs are as truthful (as a dream)
Flows as steady as stream (the stream of knowledge and of pain)
The one whose thoughts begin to wane
Allow the sleepy to retire
Because their love blows out the fire
I can see your pointed finger
Your eyes binoculars

I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate
I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate

Whispers in the deep
Bayahleba

We are tributaries of the great river of pain (x4)

Flowing into one ocean
There is only one ocean
All our pains flow into it
But it did spill over
Spill over the waters of love
Into a great nation of love
Before we recognise that all the oceans, all the oceans are one

Kawuphinde, kawuphinde mzala (mh mh)
Kawuphinde, kawuphinde mzala (Hey)
Kawuphinde, kawuphinde mzala (Hololo)
Hololo hololo

Ungahlebi, speak out your mind
Don't be afraid
Phinda mzala


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