It’s just the colour of my skin.
It’s not a coat
I bought to wear.
I also feel the sun,
Smell the earth
And hear the birds sing.
I work and play,
Dance and eat
And hold my child’s hand.
I kiss, I love,
I smile, I cry
And if I’m pricked, I bleed.
It’s just the colour of my skin.
It’s not a coat
I bought to wear.
Ed: Listen to Johnny Clegg singing “Colour of my Skin” here.
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