Soweto Blues
Miriam Makeba Lyrics


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The children got a letter from the master
It said: no more Xhosa, Sotho, no more Zulu.
Refusing to comply they sent an answer
That's when the policemen came to the rescue
Children were flying bullets dying
The mothers screaming and crying
The fathers were working in the cities
The evening news brought out all the publicity:

Chorus: "Just a little atrocity, deep in the city"

Soweto blues
Soweto blues
Soweto blues
Soweto blues

Benikuphi ma madoda (where were the men)
Abantwana beshaywa (when the children were throwing stones)
Ngezimbokodo Mabedubula abantwana (when the children were being shot)
Benikhupi na (where were you?)

There was a full moon on the golden city
Looking at the door was the man without pity
Accusing everyone of conspiracy
Tightening the curfew charging people with walking
Yes, the border is where he was awaiting
Waiting for the children, frightened and running
A handful got away but all the others
Hurried their chain without any publicity

Chorus: "Just a little atrocity, deep in the city"

Soweto blues
Soweto blues
Soweto blues
Soweto blues

Chorus: Benikuphi ma madoda (where were the men) abantwana beshaywa (when the children were throwing stones) ngezimbokodo

Mabedubula abantwana (when the children were being shot) Benikhupi na (where were you?)

Soweto blues
Soweto blues
Soweto blues - abu yethu a mama
Soweto blues - they are killing all the children
Soweto blues - without any publicity
Soweto blues - oh, they are finishing the nation
Soweto blues - while calling it black on black
Soweto blues - but everybody knows they are behind it
Soweto Blues - without any publicity
Soweto blues - they are finishing the nation
Soweto blues - god, somebody, help!




Soweto blues - (abu yethu a mama)
Soweto blues

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Miriam Makeba's song Soweto Blues tell the harrowing tale of the Soweto Uprising in 1976. The uprising was sparked by a directive from the Apartheid government of South Africa, which mandated that all black school children were to be taught in Afrikaans, a language that was foreign and difficult for them to learn. The children, who were already oppressed and underserved, rebelled against this decree and organized a peaceful protest. However, the police responded with brutal force, firing upon the students and killing many of them. The parents and community members were horrified and heartbroken, with mothers screaming and crying, fathers working in the cities, and no one coming to the aid of the children. The media attention brought to the tragedy was minimal, merely labeling it as "just a little atrocity, deep in the city."


The lyrics of the song further highlight the pain and injustices faced by the black community in South Africa at the time. The man without pity, referred to in the lyrics, represented the Apartheid government, who accused the black community of conspiring against them, implemented curfews and charged people with walking. The government did all this while waiting for the children to test out their new weapons. The lyrics question the men, asking: "where were you when the children were throwing stones, and when they were being shot?" This question is a representation of the lack of support and the cowardice of the men, who didn't come to the aid of the children when they needed it the most.


Line by Line Meaning

The children got a letter from the master
A letter arrived addressed to the children from an authoritative figure


It said: no more Xhosa, Sotho, no more Zulu.
The contents of the letter contained a ban on certain languages including Xhosa, Sotho, and Zulu


Refusing to comply they sent an answer
The children refused to obey and sent a reply


That's when the policemen came to the rescue
The police arrived to intervene


Children were flying bullets dying
The children were caught in gunfire and lost their lives


The mothers screaming and crying
The mothers of these children were wailing and shedding tears


The fathers were working in the cities
The fathers were away in the cities, which left the mothers and children to face the police brutality


The evening news brought out all the publicity:
The event garnered media attention, and appeared in the news that evening


Just a little atrocity, deep in the city
The news referred to this tragedy as a mere small-scale horror story


Where were the men
The men of the community were nowhere to be found


When the children were throwing stones
When the kids were throwing stones at the police officers


When the children were being shot
When the children were being targeted and killed by bullets


There was a full moon on the golden city
The city was illuminated by the bright full moon


Looking at the door was the man without pity
The merciless man appeared at the door


Accusing everyone of conspiracy
He accused everyone of conspiring against him


tightening the curfew charging people with walking
He imposed strict rules and curfew regulations, with punishment for those who violated them


Yes, the border is where he was awaiting
He waited at the border for the group of children to arrive


Waiting for the children, frightened and running
He waited for the terrorized and frantic children to arrive


A handful got away but all the others
Only a few children escaped, while the rest


Hurried their chain without any publicity
Were taken, chained, and taken away without any media coverage


Soweto blues - abu yethu a mama
The pain and sorrow of Soweto town reflected in the blues, bemoaning the loss of the mothers' children


Soweto blues - they are killing all the children
The children of Soweto are being mercilessly killed


Soweto blues - without any publicity
The crimes committed are not enough in the news or widespread coverage


Soweto blues - oh, they are finishing the nation
These atrocities are destroying the nation


Soweto blues - while calling it black on black
This evil is being labeled as black-on-black violence


Soweto blues - but everybody knows they are behind it
Everyone knows the perpetrators of this crime


Soweto Blues - without any publicity
The tragic losses and events occurring in Soweto are not being covered enough


Soweto blues - god, somebody, help!
A prayer or cry for help, someone needs to intervene




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Junior

The melancholy in her voice

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@ntiidoaniekan8693

I'm a Nigerian but at 11 years old I could sing every line of this song with all the emotions potrayed here. ๐Ÿ’œ

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@venombanefo7615

I am a Nigerian and I grew up on Mama Miriam Makeba. My late Dad and I were huge fans. As a singer, I learnt the art of lead and backup singing from listening to her music. She was phenomenal!

@shawnnaphtalisobers6757

I love this song so much. I can listen to it on repeat for days. The strange sensation enjoying a devastating and sad story told with such beauty. Tracy Chapman has that same skill.

@Angelum_Band

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My goodness, the talent on this stage from band to vocalists
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