In the heart of the Eastern Cape
Where the sun kisses the hills
The Xhosa people weave their tales
In songs and dances, life fulfills

With beads of colors, bright and bold
Wrapped in patterns old and wise
Each tells a story, softly told
In the whispers of the skies

The cattle roam on vast, green plains
As elders speak of days gone by
The laughter echoes, joy remains
Beneath the vast, embracing sky

In unity, they stand as one
Through trials faced, their spirits thrive
The Xhosa life, a journey spun
In harmony, they live and strive