West Wind

Westwind
Blow ye gentle
Over the souls of yesterday
My sons and my daughters
Here within my heart they lay

Guard each galant warriors claim
I am the soil from which they came
Guard each galant warriors claim
I am the soil from which they came

Westwind with your splendure
Take my sisters by the hand
Sunshine spread it lord
And unify this promised land

So we can be free from exploitation amd strife
Nothing is more precious in life
Free from exploitation and strife
Nothing is more precious in life

Woza moya oyincwele
Woza moya
Woza moya woza moya
Woza moya
Oyincwele