Hulle weet nie wat ons weet nie

Impi charge, in the morning glow, Rassie’s tactics, setting the flow. One point warriors, stance so bold, Green and gold, their story told. Shoulder to shoulder, kant to kant, With every scrum, their legacy chant. Sweat mingles with the earth and sand, Springboks’ resolve, across the land. Hulle weet nie wat ons weet nie, Heroes of twenty twenty-three. World Cup champions once more The Springbok story, forevermore