Lolusizwe lungak'emhlabeni ngizolwenzani
Kulukhuni wemadoda
Hawulahlwa'mbheleko ngokufelwa
Qina kuzalunga wendoda
Walking around with his heart in his hands, Begging them to take it, but no one understands
They won't listen to his story
He is an old man that sleeps on the streets that he sweeps, While his wife stares at a bottle of poison and weeps She is plagued by worry
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Those scars on your hands may remind you of a time when you had so many mountains to climb
Those memories will bore you, he said
Passing tall tall giants and a crooked businessman, on the way to a place you may never find
But it was hope that you were running to
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Never Give Up Video (MV)
Performed By: Izethekeli Band
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Jonathan Wise, Blessings Nkomo
Izethekeli Band - Never Give Up Lyrics
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Lolusizwe lungak'emhlabeni ngizolwenzani
Kulukhuni wemadoda
Hawulahlwa'mbheleko ngokufelwa
Qina kuzalunga wendoda
Walking around with his heart in his hands, Begging them to take it, but no one understands
They won't listen to his story
He is an old man that sleeps on the streets that he sweeps, While his wife stares at a bottle of poison and weeps She is plagued by worry
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Those scars on your hands may remind you of a time when you had so many mountains to climb
Those memories will bore you, he said
Passing tall tall giants and a crooked businessman, on the way to a place you may never find
But it was hope that you were running to
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Kulukhuni wemadoda
Hawulahlwa'mbheleko ngokufelwa
Qina kuzalunga wendoda
Walking around with his heart in his hands, Begging them to take it, but no one understands
They won't listen to his story
He is an old man that sleeps on the streets that he sweeps, While his wife stares at a bottle of poison and weeps She is plagued by worry
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Those scars on your hands may remind you of a time when you had so many mountains to climb
Those memories will bore you, he said
Passing tall tall giants and a crooked businessman, on the way to a place you may never find
But it was hope that you were running to
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Qina, Qina
Wonke kuzalunga
Writer: Jonathan Wise, Blessings Nkomo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid