Ungalibali Ukukhanya (Afro Soul)

Mama said, "Ungalibali ukukhanya." Don't forget How your own heart shines. Tiny room, plastic chairs, black pot. You were laughing over rooibos in a mug. Sunday dress hanging by the door. You said, "Girl, your voice can open many doors." Ngipha ngamisi zando zam iPhuzulu. I lift them high, oh high. Ngimemezi igama lakho njalo. I call your name, Oh why? These high notes in the township sky Carry my pain as they rise. Ngizizwa nginothando That I'm alive. I'm alive. I'm alive. Ooh. Taxi rank, dust on my new shoes. You hummed softly, people turned to you. Half a song, and they all joined in love. You turned worries into something we could sing. Ngipha ngamisi zando zam iPhuzulu. Eh, eh. I lift them high. Eh. Oh high. Ngimemezi igama lakho njalo. Oh. I call your name. Eh. Oh why? These high notes in the township Sky Carry my pain as they rise. Ngizizwa nginothando That I'm alive. I'm alive. Thula mama, ngizokukhanya. Oh yeah. Even when my days turn dark, Your melody still finds me Like a candle in my dark. Ngipha ngamisi zando zam iPhuzulu. Eh, eh, eh. I lift them high. Eh. Oh high. Ngimemezi igama lakho njalo. Eh, eh, I call name. Eh. Oh why? These high notes in the township Sky Carry my pain as they rise. Ngizizwa nginothando That I'm Alive. I'm alive. I'm alive.