Makeda

I remember first hearing this song back in grade school and I still jam to it. Here's a Google translation of the song:

One wants to make us believe in lost myths
Parts of history are corrupted and re-examined
From Ramses to Mandela,
So many unspoken truths
By being unaware of the original story,
one wanders without goal

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To exhume knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The Queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.

Let us revive our memory
The history should be changed
History is being deformed by words….No
The knowledge and wisdom are within reach
Listen and pay attention

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To exhume knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The Queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.

My people dance and sing
They express their joy
Far from ignorance
They show their faith

Blessed with men and values
We repair the errors
Sons and daughters you and me
Ready for the fight

Makeda was queen, beautiful and powerful
Solomon dreamed of her black skin
I sing to revive the memories
To exhume knowledge
That the spiral of time erases

The Queen of Sheba lives in me
Makeda lives in me.