歌词
Ngomhla sibuyayo
Ngomhla sibuyayo
Ngomhla sibuyayo,
kophalal'igazi!
Ngomhla sibuyayo
Ngomhla sibuyayo
Ngomhla sibuyayo,
kophalal'igazi!
September'77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla moja, yihla moja
The man is dead
The man is dead
When I try and sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world
is black and white
With only one color dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla moja, yihla moja
The man is dead
The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla moja, yihla moja
The man is dead
The man is dead
And the eyes of the world
Are watching now
Watching now
Watching now