*Yes, this should be obvious…but it isn’t. Repetition is necessary*
Apa urip wis mulang kula
Aku kaya kanggo nuduhake karo
Sing pengin sinau…
Nganti filosofi kang ngemu siji lomba
Superior lan liyane inferior
Pungkasane lan permanen discredited lan nilar
Nang endi wae perang, aku ngomong perang
Sing nganti ora ana kelas siji maneh
Lan warga kelas loro saka bangsa apa wae
Nganti warna kulite wong lanang
Ora luwih penting tinimbang warna mripate
Aku ngomong perang
Sing nganti hak asasi manungsa padha
Dijamin kanggo kabeh, tanpa preduli saka balapan
Iki perang
Sing nganti dina
Ngimpi tentrem langgeng, kewarganegaraan donya
Aturan moralitas internasional
Bakal tetep ing nanging khayalan fleeting
To be persued, but never attained
Saiki nang endi wae perang, perang
Lan nganti rezim sing ora sopan lan ora seneng
sing nyekel sedulur-sedulur kita ing Angola, ing Mozambik,
Afrika Kidul budak sub-manungsa
Wis dibuwang, dirusak babar pisan
Ya, nang endi wae ana perang, aku ngomong perang
War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war
And until that day, the African continent
Will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory
Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
Good over evil, good over evil, good over evil