My Son - Letta Mbulu

My son, there is a place

Where you can walk

Facing the sun

Waiting for you

Where you can grow

So big and strong

Without no fear

For you to be free

Like a tree, you will grow

So tall, strong and brave

And you will speak all

There must be

Such a place

All my life

Has been a waste

Just like the sea

I know there must be

Like a tree, you will grow

So tall, strong and brave

And you will speak for all

There must be

Such a place

All my life

Has been a waste

Just like the sea

I know there must be

Roses are red

Iintyatyambo zibomvu

Violets are blue

Neziluhlaza

Zintle zona zitheni

Yet together they stand

Eziluhlaza iintyatyambo ezibomvu

Zintle zifuze mna

Ndimhle, ndifana neentyatyambo

Ndimhle, ndifana neentyatyambo