Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chaos, artist - Sweet Noise. Date of issue: 02.08.2007
Song language: English
Chaos |
| Another dawn breaking |
| I’m all alone |
| Through this nights and days on my own |
| I’m a lost soul knocking on your door |
| Victims of terror and civil war |
| My brothers and sisters |
| Living on the run |
| Hate to see you brake and suck their guns |
| Life is pain but it’s hard to die |
| Hard to live among the thieves and lies |
| When the doves cry my beauty is born |
| Brother step for a while and make it your home |
| No losers |
| No better no worse |
| Down in the gutters I |
| I know you can |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| In your eyes see stars of faith |
| Don’t give up |
| Accept the pain |
| When your freedom dies |
| I break down and cry |
| When your freedom dies |
| It means the end |
| Of our road |
| Of our road |
| When your freedom dies |
| I break |
| Zukile: |
| Asikho isikhathi sokuhlala uhlanye (There's no time to sit around and be mad) |
| Kuyatshisa Kuyabanda (It's hot, it’s cold) |
| Kuyabanda Kuyatshisa (It's cold, it’s hot) |
| Skhipha iDust, Skhipha indlala (There's dust, there’s poverty) |
| Skhule kanzima (We grew up hard) |
| Singo mafunga angajiki (We commit ourselves, we don’t give up) |
| Sulinye mbezi (Wipe off your tears) |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| Your cry and fire in your eyes |
| Respect to the ones that live and try |
| I swear to God that the fuckers forgot |
| That you die of hunger in your broken homes |
| In the lands wiped of the map |
| I can feel the gap in my broken heart beating |
| Mama it’s dark |
| So dark and cold now |
| Where’s your promise |
| Where’s your pride and love now |
| Another dawn breaking |
| Out in the streets where life ain’t faking |
| No sun for this hungry child |
| Out in the bloody east |
| The west, north, south |
| Bare sticks |
| Dust and bricks |
| Politicians playing same dirty tricks |
| And the crowd got mad and my beauty got shot |
| Down in the gutter |
| In the mud and blood |
| Zukile: |
| Asikho isikhathi sokuhlala uhlanye (There's no time to sit around and be mad) |
| Kuyatshisa Kuyabanda (It's hot, it’s cold) |
| Kuyabanda Kuyatshisa (It's cold, it’s hot) |
| Skhipha iDust, Skhipha indlala (There's dust, there’s poverty) |
| Kuyabanda Kuyatshisa (It's cold, it’s hot) |
| Kuyatshisa Kuyabanda (It's hot, it’s cold) |
| Skhipha iDust, Skhipha indlala (There's dust, there’s poverty) |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| Rise rise refuse and resist |
| My child of fury |
| You’re the one I miss |
| Zukile: |
| Asikho isikhathi sokuhlala uhlanye There’s no time to sit around and be mad |
| Kuyatshisa Kuyabanda It’s hot, it’s cold |
| Kuyabanda Kuyatshisa It’s cold, it’s hot |
| Skhipha iDust, Skhipha indlala There’s dust, there’s poverty |
| Skhule kanzima We grew up hard |
| Singo mafunga angajiki We commit ourselves, we don’t give up |
| Sulinye mbezi Wipe off your tears |
| Shebeleza Skhiphani Shebeleza, what is happening? |
| Qhawu Qhawuku ujingi The swing is broken |
| Qhawu Qhawuku ujingi abantwana bedlala The swing has broken while the children |
| are playing |
| Kuqhuma irhuluwa There’s a smell of gunpowder |
| Umtwana zibekhe kahle Child please take care of yourself |
| Kuqhuma irhuluwa ilife ngamahla ndenyuka There’s a smell of gunpowder, |
| Life is up and down |
| Kuyabanda Kuyatshisa It’s cold, it’s hot |
| Sihlanganisa amathe neNyembezi We mix spit and tears |