[Melancholy smooth emotional mojo blues music intro] The road is long - [echoing] The way is hard The cross is heavy - [echoing] The journey is far We've been taken across the sea Been in terror... In our Land - [echoing] The land of freedom But soon we'll be free Whoa, Whoa We'll be free [...] It's a race against time A test of endurance With the pain [...] There will be no assurance But we'll be free Soon we'll be free (as a bird) Whoa, aaah [Bridge with South African temple chorus] In the heart of ours, the Land of freedom In the souls of God, planted (in us)... One day we will get the time to reborn With VRYHEID and be left here... With no more hard days and... And any heart-storm [South African clicking singing heard here] [Words with heartful spoken poetry insert] It's a race against time A test of endurance With the pain [...] There will be no assurance But we'll be free Soon we'll be free (as a bird) [Gentle hopeful words] ... and after all... no more fading! [South African clicking singing heard here] [Words with heartful spoken poetry insert] It's a race against time A test of endurance With the pain [...] There will be no assurance But we'll be free Soon we'll be free (as a bird) [Gentle hopeful words] ... and after all... no more fading Bloodline... freedom... VRYHEID, freedom...
