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Wangata School Anthem 2 by Kabasele

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Wangata School Anthem 2

Afro-Pop

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We′re not just students fading out—we′re seeds scattered to the winds that blow
But tonight, under the patchwork stars, our laughter stitches the quiet dark
And the world pauses, holds its breath for a moment—then reignites the spark
Monday morning, shoes tied tight, the dusty road stretches white
But so our lives in the sun drain, a sketchbook hides a dream inside
Far too much math, no scatter like leaves, each equation a secret code
Grab our silly whispers, plans of tomorrow, when we all carry the same heavy load
Between these old walls, every story burns like fireflies
We chase the sparks through tight eyes, holding on to these bright skies
Wangata School, where our voices rise in the heat of noon
Hands together, writing futures under the sharp, blue monsoon
Hear every step, echoes with weight and wonder
We are Wangata, our heartbeat, the only place we′ve ever known
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Lunchtime, chatter spills over cracked tiles, dreams painted in the dust
Boston Woods versus Kerlite, smoke a tumuz after breaks the hush
Zayna traces a world, maps in the dirt, Cabaselli comes to beats, each one a story
A promise worn like the soles of our feet
These classrooms hung with restless lines, like rivers fine in the sea
Swapping stories worn and torn, like the bark of an old mando tree
Wangata School, where our fingers rise in the heat of noon
Hands together, writing futures under the sharp blue monsoon
Healers set their goals with the weight and wonder we own
Wangata, our heartbeat, the only place we've ever known
When the bell rings and the dusty paths grow colder on the evening's glow
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
We're not just two lips fading out, we're seeds scattered to the winds that blow
But tonight, under the patchwork stars, our laughter stitches the quiet dark
And the world pauses, holds its breath for a moment
Then we're in Wangata School, where our voices rise in the heat of noon
Hands together, writing futures under the sharp blue monsoon
Healers set their goals with the weight and wonder we own
Wangata, our heartbeat, the only place we've ever known
So here we stand, where our stories began
Here we stand, Wangata School, more than just land, in it we go
Wangata
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Wangata
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh