We’re baked in the sun For a longtime now The clouds have been idle See tis tiny threads pound the sands Wait for the colors
Africa my pride! Land of the Lion… Africa my light! Land of the Nile river… Africa my dream! Land of the Kalahari… Africa my song!
Africa –my pride The land of husker corn Barley adorn your lengths And date palms embellish you The coasts in your waters Glitter with mother
I know an old man Who likes sitting by the streets Ragged he was And always smiling too With cracks here and there He was