The Sound of Mzansi

Written by Donald The Neosapien
Credits to Your Name Here Productions (www.yournamehere.co.za)

Theletja ge moya wa naga yarena o bolela (Listen as the spirit of our country speaks)

[Sepedi] uYacela singaze sizilibale uba singobani (Begging us not to forget who we are)

[isiXhosa] uHleba nathi, ukhuluma ne’nhliziyo zethu…uthi, (Whispering to us, speaking with our hearts)

[isiZulu] Pfuka, pfuka elanguta kuhinda matilweni (Rise, rise above and look at the skies)

[Tsonga] Farelelani ni khwathise kha vhumatshelo hu penyaho (And hold on to a brighter tomorrow)

[tshiVenda] Sssshhhhh listen, listen to the spirit of Mzansi speak… We are Mzansi!!

Our menu is pap ‘n vleis, kota and gees, we have the tenacity of a taxi driver, weaving our way through the traffic of life, we take no shortcuts, just sho’t left.

Smell the braai in the air chesa ‐ nyama chesa ‐ tsotsi wachesa ‐ ngwana We have the gps co‐ordinates to where the horizon lives and it’s in the eyes, of South Africans… For the crescendo of our lives is the sound of our heartbeats the tap of our feet to house beats the onomatopoeia of our rrrrrrrising r’s and roaring lions the ulululations of our vuvuzelas makes me zealous the bassline from my ma se kind and die fluit from our fellas.

From die volle bhari to the old school clevas when Brenda wasn’t Fassie about Hotsticks when Miriam Makeba could identify the Hugh of colours from Masekela’s trumpet.

Ek het jou gese mos, that we are Mzansi, our existence echoes our hope for a brighter tomorrow.

If you listen closely enough, you may hear the sound of a forming rainbow.