I am a black child.
Africa is my home, welcome.

Strong bull in Ethiopia.

Somebody lift up its horns up high.

We call for peace every day.

But, the worst is happening. 

Oh Mama Africa,

Show your mercy upon us.

We’re fighting ourselves.

I’m talking about the killing of black children like me.

The killing of women became our hobby.

Who said that makes you a man?

There is no unity and peace.

We’re always blaming the white man.

What about us?

We’re not innocent too.

Only unity can bring us together.

And peace will be restored.