Sleep right in your eye This is tasty food for rat and flies. Call me angry, call me mad Soul whispers in the deep. The echo! All throughout the land reaches out to find, to find a hand. But finds an amputated stomp. That tells the story of the lonely and beats the rhythm of the flame. (Chorus) I'm inspired, I cannot understand hate. (Khawuphinde, khawuphinde mzala) (Verse 2) Whose songs are as truthful? As as dream flows as steady as a stream. A stream of knowledge and of pain. Of one whose stance begin to wane Allow the sleepy to retire Because their love blows out the fire. I can see your pointed finger. Your eyes binoculars. (Bridge) Whispers in the deep Bayahleba. (Vamp) We are all tributaries of that great river of pain. Flowing into one ocean. There is only one ocean. All our pains flowing into it. But it did spill over. Spill over the wonders of love. Into one nation of love. Before we recognise that all the oceans all the oceans are one. Khawuphinde mzala hmmm.. Khawuphinde mzala hee!! Khawuphinde mzala hmmm.. Khawuphinde mzala Whololo.. Whololo! Ungahlebi, Speak your mind. Don't be afraid. Don't whisper in the deep. Speak out your mind Stand up! Wake up! There's still sleep right in your eye. Call me angry, call me mad. A soul that whispers in the deep. I'm inspired. But I can't understand hate. I'm inspired it, I can't understand hate.