Letras
Since the beginning of time
Your breed and mine
Sleep under trees, a gentle breeze
On mother's milk we feed
Till hunting we succeed
We hunt for meat, we like it raw
No fire no flame
Jungle law
Now you're young, friendly and free
Cartwheels in the air
You love to dare
But when you grow up
Bushman beware
Stalk and pounce
Your prey stripped bare
I say a prayer
Been on a run and a climb
We pass the time
Friend plays foe,
It's just for show
Who stares, who cares, who dares
It's better to declare
Settle for a zebra's paw
Here-to-fore, the bushman's law
Now you're young, friendly and free
Cartwheels in the air
You love to dare
But when you grow up
Bushman beware
Stalk and pounce,
Your prey stripped bare
I say a prayer
King of the jungle
You never stumble
Hadza tribe, to you we are humble
Zebras and impalas we hunt
With our bows, arrows, not blunt
Steal the prey that you have killed
Hear your charge and your roar
Settle at once for the dik dik
Fight with you, what for
Take shelter in the trunk
Of the Baobab tree
Feast instead on purple pea
Shot in a moment of time
Suspended in your prime
Hunters may hunt with loaded guns
Dominance you must reign
Bushman slave not in vain
Resuscitate, restore your name
You may be slain, you rise again
You rise again
Now you're young, friendly and free
Cartwheels in the air
You love to dare
But when you grow up
Bushman beware
Stalk and pounce
Your prey, stripped bare