1883

1883,
With my mind moving backwards and forwards;
And like Shaka Zulu!
But i now understand why i am still looking for my lover.

'Blood River'!
And of many who died and left us;
But why is the world like that at times?

They came and took the gold away,
They came and took the slaves away,
They came and took the diamonds away,
And of the wars that killed many!
But i will always look for my lover no matter what.