מילים לשיר Peter Gabriel – Peter Gabriel

September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
The man is dead When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
The man is dead You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
The man is dead And the eyes of the world are
Watching now
Watching now.