i listen to the words that whisper in my earnni've heard the words of anger, i know the words of fearnnbut are whispered in the shadows, the only word of freedomnnnnanti-apartheid is all that i hearnnnnto separate the colours and break the rainbow signnnto ask the finest painter to draw a crooked linennwill only slow the journey to here again another timennnnanti-apartheid is all that's on my mindnnnni cannot bear to think of people cast asidenni fail to see the reason why of colour you must hidennand why of freedom can't you sing a song to change the rushing tidennnnanti-apartheid is what you must decidennnnanti-apartheid is what you must decidennnnnow 50 years of science has brought us to the moonnnyet of 50 years of talking of freedom coming soonnnhas taught us nothing but to split and segregate a roomnnnnanti-apartheid is a hope of freedom soonnnnnif men were of one colour how silly life would benna regimented army to work a factorynnthat produces daily a gift of boredom given freennnnanti-apartheid is what it's meant to be