Carry him, carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the breath of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows are dreaming of an old black bull
With mist in his eyes and moss on his horns
When he unsheathes his anger the world is in flames
Red clouds cover a blood-red moon dripping sorrow from the sky
Wen'kosibomvu
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Carry him carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the spirit of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows have heard the bellows of the bull song
Rinsing and ringing through the valleys and the hills
It will take many spears to make him kneel
And just a few more to bring him to rest
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Johnny Clegg - Unkosibomvu (The Red King) Lyrics
Johnny Clegg - Unkosibomvu (The Red King) Lyrics
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Carry him, carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the breath of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows are dreaming of an old black bull
With mist in his eyes and moss on his horns
When he unsheathes his anger the world is in flames
Red clouds cover a blood-red moon dripping sorrow from the sky
Wen'kosibomvu
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Carry him carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the spirit of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows have heard the bellows of the bull song
Rinsing and ringing through the valleys and the hills
It will take many spears to make him kneel
And just a few more to bring him to rest
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the breath of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows are dreaming of an old black bull
With mist in his eyes and moss on his horns
When he unsheathes his anger the world is in flames
Red clouds cover a blood-red moon dripping sorrow from the sky
Wen'kosibomvu
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Carry him carry him, onana
Carry the spirit of unkosibomvu
Wema meh
Carry the spirit of the nation
Find it into the summer's winds
Wema meh
Remember him to his enemies
Recall to them fair burning land
Wema meh
The swallows have heard the bellows of the bull song
Rinsing and ringing through the valleys and the hills
It will take many spears to make him kneel
And just a few more to bring him to rest
Wen'kosibomvu
Awu sithi bo-hum
Writer: JONATHAN PAUL CLEGG
Copyright: Lyrics © RHYTHM SAFARI PTY LTD, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © RHYTHM SAFARI PTY LTD, Downtown Music Publishing