THE TRUE AFRICAN WOMAN

Under the glow of a very bright light
She takes dazzling strides with all her might
She is bold, she is fearless
She is one of a kind
She is a true African woman
The true African woman is proud
Very high she raises her shoulders
She is comfortable in her own skin
And bothers not about changing its colour
She can not be intimidated
She is to be imitated
The true African woman is diligent

Hardwork and dexterity are her motto
She labours to provide comfort for her household
And she gives them a stronghold
A virtuous woman who can find?
For her price is far above rubies
Wealth and honor are her clothing
And she'll rejoice in time to come
Africa, Africa
The true African woman is a true patriot
Her love for her roots overwhelm her
She slanders not and murders not
She does the best she can
To make sure that it stands
The true African woman is a beauty to behold
With her jigida around her waist
She swings her hips to the drummers beat
Her smiles takes you out of your seat
And you can't help but move your feet
And now you ask
'Who is the true African woman?'
The true African woman is ME

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