Black President

The year 1963 The people's president Was taken away by security men All dressed in a uniform The brutality, brutality Oh no, my, my black president Him and his comrades Were sentenced to isolation For many painful years For many painful years Many painful years Of hard labor They broke rocks But the spirit was never broken Never broken Oh no, my, my black president Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma mama Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma mama Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma Madiba Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma Madiba Ahh uyem-yem They broke rocks But the spirit was never broken Never broken Oh my black president Let us rejoice for our president Let us sing for our president Let us pray for our president Let us sing, let us dance For Madiba, Madiba's freedom Now in 1990 The people's president Came out from jail Raised up his hand and said "Viva, viva, my people" He walked the long road Back, back to freedom Back to freedom Freedom for my black president Let us rejoice for our president Let us sing for our president Let us pray for our president Let us sing, let us dance For Madiba, Madiba's freedom We thank You Lord, For listening to our prayers Oh, my president I will die for my president I will sing for my president I will stand and say Viva, viva, viva, viva, viva, viva my president