Be proud my child, be proud
Of your endowed black shining skin,
Glistening like the sparkling stars
Above in the glooming sky
At arrival of the glowing moon.
With pride my child, with pride
Must you display your beauty
Along the city streets
Of Africa, land of bounty and beauty,
From coast to coast in the wider world.
You are black-skinned my child,
Yes you are dark-skinned,
Yet the sparkling makes it lovely
Whilst gleaming with sprinkles of adoration
Across the vast coasts of nations.
My child, be proud with your pride,
For black, dark shimmering skin
To the world is symbolized as power,
Strength, manipulation of creativity,
Is an unquantifiable paragon of beauty.