It was a Sunday morning
When I looked at those beautiful
Sunrays shining on our land
In the morning

I was standing by the kraal
When I saw those beautiful cattle
Approaching from the horizon

This is the promised land
That our ancestors fought for tooth and nail
Cause it is hereditary
Wololo

When they were invaded
When they were invaded
By the British on our land
I remember those children
Running to the mountain
In the morning of our initiation
Of our individuality

[Chorus]
Thina siyi Nkatha, Siyi Azayo
Siyi PAC, Siyi Azayo
SIyi ANC
Masihlangane ndawonye
Siyi Azayo
Cross over the valley
Cross over the hillside
Cross over the mountains
Then I saw that rising beauty
Of our community

Izizwe zingiziba ngomnt’ amnyama mina
Zithi ngimnyama mina
Akunani ngifuzu ubaba

We were brought up to live courageously
We were brought up to live together
Nenzani madoda uma nixabana nodwa
Nesaba abelungu

[Chorus]
Thina siyi Nkatha, Siyi Azayo
Siyi PAC, Siyi Azayo
SIyi ANC
Masihlangane ndawonye
Siyi Azayo

Izizwe zonke ziyasihleka
Zithi awubhek’ilwane eSouth Africa
Ubuvaka benu sebenze nishayane nodwa
Ngoba nesaba abelungu
[Chorus]
Thina siyi Nkatha, Siyi Azayo
Siyi PAC, Siyi Azayo
SIyi ANC
Masihlangane ndawonye
Siyi Azayo

Di Wololo
Di Wololo
Di Wololo He II
Azife zonke impondo zabathakathi
Kodwa nibesabani abelungu
Di Wololo

Nje ngobaba nilwa nodwa kanjena nje
He II Azife zonke impondo zabathakathi
Kodwa nibesabani abelungu

Change, Change
Change, Change x2
Changing times must never disturb
Our right thinking minds

Hostels used to be a place to meet
Hostels used to be a place to dance
Every Sunday was a feast
Sohlangan’edube
Iyo ngoba
[Chorus]
Thina siyi Nkatha, Siyi Azayo
Siyi PAC, Siyi Azayo
SIyi ANC
Masihlangane ndawonye
Siyi Azayo