Hugh Masekela The Late [Living] Jazz Legend Performs Stimela

There is a train that comes from Namibia and Malawi There is a train that comes from Zambia and Zimbabwe There is a train that comes from Angola and Mozambique From Lesotho, from Botswana, from Swaziland From all the hinterlands of Southern and Central Africa. This train carries young and old men who are conscripted to come and work on contract In the Gold and Mineral mines of Johannesburg and the surrounding provinces and Metropolis 16 hours or more a day, for almost no pay. Deeeeeeep, deeeeeep deeeeep, deeeeeep, deeeeeep, deeeep Deeeep,deeep, deep, down in the belly of the earth When they’re digging and drilling for that shiny mighty evasive stone. Or when they dish their mish-mash-mush food Into their iron plates With their iron shovel. Or when they sit in their stinky, filthy, funky, flee-ridden barracks and hostels And they think about their loved ones they may never see again, Because they might have been forcibly removed from where they last left them