If only you would trust me
Things would be so much better...

One tear drop
walked down my cheek...

Your thoughts are not too heavy for your heart
It is only foolery that makes it seem so...

My life is a baby boy
Born on Monday...

You must know I like my country,
Life here is simple...

I want a king's daughter
To be my friend...

On that hill
songs by a humming bird...

A spade is in my hand
Dirty spade in my hand...

I think of my Africa
Black woman of mettle...

You are my sister,
African woman...

In needful pain
We wait for an answer...

My foes are all round me
Try to hem me in...