Kurt's POV

Today is the last day of Mr. Schue's International Songs Competition. Today Finn and I will go, tomorrow we prepare the chosen song and Culture week starts on Wednesday where we'll be performing in the opening assembly. Over the past week I've had a lot of time to think of the song I'll be singing today. I like to pick songs that have meaning to me when I perform for the others, isn't that what music all about? So it took me a while to find the perfect song. It hit me whilst I was in Maths of all places, I guess my mind wonders after to much Trigonometry; seriously, I don't care about how far apart ship A is from ship B. Anyway, I was thinking about my song and then I thought about how my Mom was an immigrant, so I decided to do a song for her. My Mom was from South Africa, Durban to be exact. I was brought up listening to her Johnny Clegg Anotholgy and eating curry once a fortnight. That day, when I got home I found the CD and listened to it at my computer. As I listened to each song, I would remember bits and pieces of the lyrics.

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My Mom danced with me around the lounge. She sang along with Jaluka: Ngithi woza woza Friday my darling

Woza Friday umsebenzi uvukile

Woza woza Friday my sweetie

Woza Friday ilanga lingiqomile wena

I loved dancing with my Mom; I loved this CD that was full of rhythm and soul, as my Mom said. I couldn't understand the lyrics but I could move and dance and sing along.

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I listened to the whole CD, afterwards I went online and looked up the translated lyrics and I found out that one of the songs was about losing a person close to you. In fact it was written for one of Johnny's friend who was killed. Even though, my favorite song was Scatterlings of Africa and I knew my Mom's was Cruel, Crazy, Beautiful World I knew it was the song to pick.

"Right today is the last day of the competition and it is obvious who is left, Kurt would you like to go." Mr. Schue asks me. "Sure." I say with a smile. "This song is very special to me as it is by my Mom's favorite artist." I tell my friends. I hope Mom like my singing.

Through all the days that eat away

At every breath that I take

Through all the nights I've lain alone

In someone else's dream, awake

All the words in truth we have spoken

That the wind has blown away

It's only you that remains with me

Clear as the light of day

Chorus: o siyeza, o siyeza , sizofika webaba noma (we are coming, we are coming, we will arrive soon)

O siyeza, o siyeza, siyagudle lomhlaba (we are coming, we are coming, we are moving across this earth)

Siyawela lapheshaya lulezontaba ezimnyama (we are crossing over those dark mountains)

Lapha sobheka phansi konke ukhulupheka (where we will lay down our troubles)

A punch drunk man in a downtown bar

Takes a beating without making a sound

Through swollen eyes he sways and smiles

'cause noone can put him down

Inside of him a boy looks up to his father

For a sign or an approving eye

Oh, it's funny how those once so close and now gone

Can still so affect our lives

Chorus

Take me now, hold me close

Don't let go, I'm coming home

Chorus

A/N I hope everyone like this chapter, if it is known that Kurt's Mom is American then I'm sorry, I'm new to the fandom. So please review and tell me what you think. Here is the link, only one more song to go before you vote.

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A/N 2 I can't seem to find the original which is absolutely beautiful so if anyone happens to know where to find it please pm me.