Joy Denalane - Soweto '76 - '06

We're at auntie Jane's house When the first shots were fired Tandi heard her call her name She'd gone out playing There's about to be a riot This is Orlando West It's June '76 There's guns in the streets again They got Peterson That's how you sentenced to live In Soweto Streets that burn, a bullet flies A mood that turns, a schoolkid dies This is part of daily life In Soweto The bloodshed on these dusty roads Carried by the wind that blows Through the Ghetto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto This is auntie Nancy's house She's about to do Karabo's laundry now He nearly missed the train this time She found his papers lying Down on the ground '84 in Diepkloof Somebody saw him there They got him in chains Taking his name And then took him to John-Voster-Square He's in the street, with no ID That's against the law, now he's behind the bars And they treat it like it never was In Soweto The bloodshed on the dusty roads Carried by the wind that blows Through the Ghetto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto It should have been a joyous day They gathered at auntie Eve's The daughter had a child that night The first glimps of light The baby's positive This is Muroka, Pimville, Dube Ain't no one safe no more From Apartheid days, now caught up with AIDS You fight from the day you're born In Soweto From Diamond Mines to TBC From violent to HIV This is every second pregnancy In Soweto The bloodshed on these dusty roads So many stories stay unhold In the Ghetto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto The Ghetto, Ghetto of Soweto