It’s not easy to have it easy , but we still get to have it easy sometimes the easy way and other times it isn’t easy at all.
Takondwa , takondwa where have you been, lost from my world and yet rumours of you are wild and free, takondwa should we shade more blood like before, should we not reconsider our green natural vegetation. The bride price for which many , and from this many we live and survive from. One land and one nation is our cry but here we stand together and divided we are falling. Oh takondwa , takondwa. The love of my country
