Afrikaans

I hear gunfire
See the blood run
Feel the rage
I see a black man
See a coloured man in a cage
The sweat of miners digging diamonds
Digging graves
To feed the boss-man
To feed his family
To feed his slaves
Men are cursing
Women praying for release
But when a white man kills one of "them" no one sees
From Capetown to Pretoria, to Johannesburg
There is a crying of people dying that can be heard
I hear the gunfire
See the blood run
Smell the fear
You lock your minds up
Shut the curtains
You close your ears

Forget the black man
Neglect his baby
Ignore his hell
We need apartheid to keep the animal in his cell
You sweep the pavement
Shine the buildings
Display the maid
You say "Republic", I say, "Blind man, it's a cage,"
God makes the colour, but the colour doesn't make you God
Oh, and in the judgment, he will remember the ones you've robbed
Without the Lord's love this injustice will prevail
Until Jesus is the only master we'll never break the bars of this jail