Table Mountain stands lofty and proud
A perplexing work of nature, a sight for the weary soul
The grand Mosi-oa-tunya flows in majesty and glory
Mesmerizing the eye in its splendour
Winding and curvy like the enchanting python
Mount Kilimanjaro defines a nation, so tall and proud
She is as the sun, unchallenged and crowned with might
On her own she boasts of being Africa's finest
But of all these you are worth mentioning
For your gentleness silences the petal on the rose
Your kindness sends darkness on a run and evil on a trot
You are a wonder of Africa, one who is never sung
For the instruments for your song are an invention not made
And the lyrics of a language not yet formulated
You are higher than the mountain the tip of Africa
For your very presence silences the melody of the nightingale
You are more majestic than Victoria falls in all her beauty
She comes to a standstill when she perceives your grace
Kilimanjaro shies away and scampers like a field mouse
For you stand higher than her, leaving man awestruck
And my fear is that you will never get to see what I see
For butterflies are beautiful only if they ever leave their cocoon
And when they soar then the world will stand dazzled
Keep sparkling, stay gracious, and keep shining