Remember Sophiatown
Miriam Makeba Lyrics


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The birds are gone
The streets look sad and dry
Old Sophia is gone

Bom, bom, bom, bom
Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom
Old Sophia is gone forever
Ruins, ruins all round
Sweet Sophia is broken forever
Ruins, ruins all round

Gone are those lovely valleys
Where the old folks met

Bom, bom, bom, bom
Bom, bom, bom, bom
Old Sophia is gone forever
Ruins, ruins all round
Sweet Sophia is broken forever
Ruins, ruins all round

Gone are those lovely valleys
Where the old folks met

Bom, bom, bom, bom
Bom, bom, bom, bom
Old Sophia is gone forever
Ruins, ruins all round
Sweet Sophia is broken forever
Ruins, ruins all round

The birds are gone
The streets look sad and dry




Old Sophia is gone
Old Sophia is gone

Overall Meaning

Miriam Makeba's song "Sophiatown Is Gone" brings a sad and nostalgic feeling about a once-thriving and vibrant district in Johannesburg, South Africa called Sophiatown. The song refers to the destruction of the vibrant community due to apartheid, the forced removal of its residents, and its subsequent physical destruction by the government in the 1950s. The lyrics paint a picture of a desolate and ruined landscape where old folks' meeting places are replaced by ruins, and birds and life have disappeared. Makeba's powerful voice and delivery bring home the emotional tone of the song.


The lyrics of "Sophiatown Is Gone" are simple, but they are profound in their message. The song reflects on the destruction of a vibrant and diverse community that was home to people of various races, cultures, and ethnicities. Sophiatown was a thriving cultural epicenter, where different music genres like jazz and African music converged, a place where people coexisted peacefully and creatively. However, this cultural and social diversity and harmony was not to the liking of the South African government, which sought to enforce racial segregation under the apartheid regime. Sophiatown was deemed a "white area," and its residents, including Miriam Makeba, were forcibly removed, and the district was destroyed. The song laments the loss of community and cultural identity, highlighting the violence and devastation wrought by the apartheid regime.


Line by Line Meaning

The birds are gone
The once lively and colorful atmosphere of Sophiatown is now gone and everything seems barren and lifeless


The streets look sad and dry
The streets of Sophiatown no longer have the lively vibe of yesteryears, rather it appears as deserted, barren and not flourishing as it used to be.


Old Sophia is gone
Sophiatown, a vibrant city that contained all the joy and high spirits of the black community is now lost to time.


Bom, bom, bom, bom Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom Old Sophia is gone forever Ruins, ruins all round Sweet Sophia is broken forever Ruins, ruins all round
The chorus merely emphasizes the tragedy of the loss and mourns the destruction and devastation that now surrounds it.


Gone are those lovely valleys Where the old folks met
The places that were once the center of gathering for meetings, conversations and hanging out for the people of Sophiatown is now in ruins


Old Sophia is gone
Sophiatown, a vibrant city that contained all the joy and high spirits of the black community is now lost to time.


Bom, bom, bom, bom Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom Old Sophia is gone forever Ruins, ruins all round Sweet Sophia is broken forever Ruins, ruins all round
The chorus merely emphasizes the tragedy of the loss and mourns the destruction and devastation that now surrounds it.


Gone are those lovely valleys Where the old folks met
The places that were once the center of gathering for meetings, conversations and hanging out for the people of Sophiatown is now in ruins


Bom, bom, bom, bom Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom Old Sophia is gone forever Ruins, ruins all round Sweet Sophia is broken forever Ruins, ruins all round
The chorus merely emphasizes the tragedy of the loss and mourns the destruction and devastation that now surrounds it.


The birds are gone
The once lively and colorful atmosphere of Sophiatown is now gone and everything seems barren and lifeless


The streets look sad and dry
The streets of Sophiatown no longer have the lively vibe of yesteryears, rather it appears as deserted, barren and not flourishing as it used to be.


Old Sophia is gone
Sophiatown, a vibrant city that contained all the joy and high spirits of the black community is now lost to time.


Old Sophia is gone
Sophiatown, a vibrant city that contained all the joy and high spirits of the black community is now lost to time.




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Mfundo Piti


on To Those We Love (Nongqongqo)

At the time the song was composed and released all the people mentioned ((Mangaliso) Sobukhwe, (Albert) Luthuli, (Nelson) Mandela, and (Walter) Sisulu were alive. While the three were in prison at Robben Island, Luthuli was not in prison, hence the question to Luthuli asking what "will you do?". Luthuli was the president of the banned African National Congress (ANC). Sobukhwe the president of Pan Africanist Congress (PAC). Mandela and Sisulu occupied executive leadership positions within the ANC at the time of their sentencing to serve life sentences in prison (1964). The same question is asked to all Africans.

Mfundo Piti


on To Those We Love (Nongqongqo)

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Junior


on Soweto Blues

The melancholy in her voice

Junior


on Mama

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no


on Beware, Verwoerd! (Ndodemnyama)

no
hi! i enjoted. this song. i loved it

Matt Olomu


on Noweva

This is your challenge, South Africans who understand the lyrics of NOWEVER. Do yourselves and Africa a favour. Interpret it.

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