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THE BEAUTY LEAVES ME WITH NO DOUBT

LEAVES ME WONDERING WHY IT’S THIS WAY

TORN APART BY THE TRIBAL WARS

I CRY OUT LOUD FOR MY BEAUTIFUL LAND

MY BEAUTIFUL LAND (4x)

WHEN THE SUN SETS IT TELLS ME ALL

THE COLOUR OF BLOOD PLASTERED EVERYWHERE

I WONDER IF IT WAS MEANT TO BE

AND NO ONE SEEMS TO EVEN CARE

FOR MY BEAUTIFUL LAND (4x)

THE DREAMS OF YOUNG MEN ARE SHATTERED

THE AFRICAN SUN RISES TO THEIR CRIES

WILL THEY EVER SEE THE SUN SET?

WILL THEIR CRIES EVER END?

FOR MY BEAUTIFUL LAND (4x)