Carry him, carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Carry the breath of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
The swallows are dreaming of an old black bull
With mist in his eyes and moss on his horns
When he unsheathes his anger the world is in flames
Red clouds cover a blood-red moon dripping sorrow from the sky
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