[Verse 1] From the motherland, where the rivers run deep, Where the lions roar and the mountains sleep. I’m talkin’ 'bout Africa, heart of the world, Where the sun kisses earth and the flag’s unfurled. [Verse 2] In the markets of Accra, the spices fill the air, While the baobabs stand, ancient and rare. Zulu warriors, Maasai with their spears, Generations surviving through blood, sweat, and tears. [Chorus] Africa, the cradle where the story began, Rich with the culture, and strong in the land. We rise, we fight, we sing, we stand, Africa forever, with pride in our hands.