Hans Theessink Thula Mama - Oh Mother Don't You Weep
Thula mama - thula mama
Thula mama - ungakhali
I was just a boy back in the eighties
When the Graceland tour hit our land
We were optimistic - things were looking good - we had
a new president
Mister Robert Mugabe - he was our man
He promised a bright future for our people and our land
Oh mother don’t you weep for me
Oh mother don’t you weep
Wipe the tears from your crying eyes
Oh mother don’t you weep
The end of apartheid - South Africa
set Nelson Mandela free
Mayibuye i Africa - hope for a life in dignity
But Mugabe broke his promises - took from the people -
left them misery
Now beautiful Zimbabwe is a nation on it’s knees
Oh mother don’t you weep for me…
Thula mama - thula mama…
My homeland - once a paradise
With plenty of food to eat
Now my friends and my family - can hardly make ends
meet
I try to make my living singing - and help them if I
can
But the poor are getting poorer - while our so-called
leaders rob our land
Oh mother don’t you weep for me…
I’m far from home and I wonder
What will become of my motherland
The world is watching as we go down - but no one gives
a damn
Corruption, aids and broken promises - so much
suffering and despair
But there ain’t no oil under our soil - so no one seems
to care
Oh mother don’t you weep for me…
Thula mama - thula mama…
