I dnt know how much
I can show the love that instill in me
To be a uganda,
All that I can yell for
The civil conflicts within,
The pothole roads I walk down,
The poor politics thats withim
My country Uganda, the pearl of Africa,
But I'm proud to be a Uganda.
The essence of Uganda,
Beautiful mountains and rocks,
The rivers that flows love
Inside me, I'm proud,
Lakes of sympathy, make rainfall onto me,
And wash away all the tears
On ma cheeks and the aches in my heart,
The color of my people makes me
Proud to be a Ugandan,
Black, Yellow Red,
The black skinned color, my people,
The favourable sunshine, oh yellow!
The red fluid, we're one blood,
Proud of the crested crane,
I'm proud to be a Ugandan.
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I love Uganda too, For long period of time it has been home of millions of refugees, from all great lakes region.