Oh! Africa rises from your deeper sleep
And sweeps away the brittles that spinning around your soil
Oh! Africa rises
To sway off the reign of spirality that seems to rip your soul
Oh! Africa rises
from the trading swilight
...that deviling your sunshine
Oh! Africa rises
from boiling water that sparkening your mansion
Oh! Africa rises
from your zenith to re-build the cultural bridge that falling apart
Oh! Africa rises
To stand in mending the wall that weakening in part
Oh! Africa rises
To chase away the moving shadows
That stand only to gain but not ready to give
Oh! Africa, oh! Africa
Oh! Africa rises and reclaims your old mighty name
And your most toasted beautiful bride that you once
And come back and take your kingdom
With destiny in your palm