Letras
We are the slave descendants of the African race,
African race, the African race.
We are the slave descendants of the African race,
where proud is no disgrace.
Our forefathers were taken away, taken away, taken away.
They were bound in ships and shackled all the way,
like baggage and brought the west.
They swapped my brother now, also, my sister too
for a drink of wine, so they could drink and be merry,
so they could drink and be merry.
I speak Amharic, my sister speaks Swahili
they put us together now, that's why we can't understand,
that's why we can't understand.
We are the slave descendants of the African race,
African race, the African race.
We are the slave descendants of the African race,
where proud is no disgrace,
we're proud of our African race (is no disgrace)
where proud is no disgrace,
we're proud of our African race (is no disgrace)
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