Black President [A Tribute to Brenda - 'Mabrr']

The year 1963
The people's president
Was taken away
By security man

All dressed in a uniform of brutality brutality
Oh no ma my my black president
Him and his comrades
Were sentenced to isolation
For many painful years
For many painful years
Many painful years of hard labour

They broke roads but the spirit was never broken
Never broken oh no my
My black president

Ima ima imama haha
Ima ima imama haha
Ima ima i Madiba
Oh baba baba Madiba
A nguye yedwa

Mmm he brorrows
But his spirit was never broken
Never broken owu ho uho my president

Now in 1990
The people's president
Came out from jail
Raised up his hand and said
Viva viva my people

He walked that long road
Back back to freedom
Back to freedom
Freedom for my black president

Let us rejoice for our president
Let us sing for our president
Let us pray for our president
Let us sing let us dance
For Madiba madiba's freedom

We thank you lord
For listening to our prayers
Night and day owu o uwo
My president

Uwo u uwo u
Uwo uwo uwo uwo
Umadiba baba madiba
Baba madiba
Ha uyemu yemu

Usexeleni usexeleni use
We ngqo lomsila
He usobhitsho my black president

Hayi uyajabula (I will die for my president)
Hey hey uMadiba (I will sing for my president)
Hey Madiba (I will stand and say)
Viva viva viva viva viva
Viva my Madiba