But my own people are part of the problem.
We know ourselves andwe know what we are made of,
But to take their tortuous paths is what they want!
And the mayhem do loom on us without hope like,
Life in the traffic and under the footbridges.
For my sorrow i will borrow for the morrow,
And without an arrow i will be at peace with my mind;
But this acts of my people is all about the Elections.
If a woman wants it,Let her work very hard for it!For lazy hands will not gain much glory;And like your muse in the land of peace,So try to do your best at all times.
For i have got ’21 Epilogues’ of love for you;So do put the wine away from you and,Listen to my words.
But this is my history and i am here with Thembu,And of the great stories that led to the creation of my homeland.
But i will surely succeed in this life.
For life is all about you and me,And like the muse of the rainbow seen by all.
So i went to my village and took a beautiful lady to be my wife.
