Oh, Africa my heart bleeds
As if stabbed by a blade and the blood won't stop pouring out;
and it pours down like a lake
that drowns me in lamentation; oh Africa!
My heart bleeds; for all the pain and sorrow
that you beget, so much so as if there's no tomorrow
oh, my heart bleeds!
But oh, Africa my heart beats
with joy so much so that it begins to mend ;
for all the hope that you pour into my hear;
for there's no place like Africa!
a place for resilience! hope! courage!
Oh Africa; my heart bleeds no more!