Taxi Rank Thunder

[Lead] Amatekisi wait while thunder rolls over the rank. One kick, one space, one voice in the concrete night. [Call] Hamba, hamba, no step goes to waste. [Response] Siyahamba, siyahamba, together on the ground. One shouted answer turns the queue into motion. [Verse] No bright disguise, no rhythm out of place. The dark holds open room for every shouted name. Durban air is heavy, but our feet remain exact. When the drum withdraws, the people bring it back. [Chant] Taxi Rank Thunder! Hear the line. Taxi Rank Thunder! Hold the line. Izandla phezulu, izinyawo emhlabathini. We move as one and leave no voice behind. [Final Response] Siyahamba, siyahamba, together on the ground. Hamba, hamba, no step goes to waste.