Written by Mark Mancina; Hans Florian Zimmer; Lebo Morake.
Fatshe leso lea halalela [The land of our ancestors is holy] Fatshe leso lea halalela
Shadowland The leaves have fallen This shadowed land This was our home
The river's dry The ground has broken So I must go Now I must go
And where the journey may lead me Let your prayers be my guide I cannot stay here, my family But I'll remember my pride
Prideland I have no choice My land I will find my way Tear-stained Lea halalela Dry land Take this Take this prayer With you What lies out there Fatshe leso Lea halalela
And where the journey may lead you Let this prayer be your guide Though it may take you so far away Always remember your pride