When did we get lost?
How couldn't we all understand?
That we all once were hosts of this giving mother land
I can still hear the voice crying
For the eternal hand of equality
I can still see your people dying
For a single drop of humanity
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
Don't turn your back on your brother now
Rather try and give him your hand
Because in helping one another
We'll find a cure to heal this pain
There is no easy way to freedom
This is something we must understand
If one man could free a nation
Then united we certainly can
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
Son of a 1000 - Amandla (feat. Matlotlo Malekane) Lyrics
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When did we get lost?
How couldn't we all understand?
That we all once were hosts of this giving mother land
I can still hear the voice crying
For the eternal hand of equality
I can still see your people dying
For a single drop of humanity
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
Don't turn your back on your brother now
Rather try and give him your hand
Because in helping one another
We'll find a cure to heal this pain
There is no easy way to freedom
This is something we must understand
If one man could free a nation
Then united we certainly can
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
How couldn't we all understand?
That we all once were hosts of this giving mother land
I can still hear the voice crying
For the eternal hand of equality
I can still see your people dying
For a single drop of humanity
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
Don't turn your back on your brother now
Rather try and give him your hand
Because in helping one another
We'll find a cure to heal this pain
There is no easy way to freedom
This is something we must understand
If one man could free a nation
Then united we certainly can
Amandla
Awetu mase sonke
Amandla
Are swara hane
Amandla
Empume le lonke
Cut you, cut myself, our blood is red
Writer: federico fernandez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid