Tonight we will sit under the Baobab
To scratch each others back
And we shall let all the children
Gather about us, happily
Tonight the moon shall visit us
With his smiles and dimples
And a tale shall be told
With all sleepy eyes listening
Tonight the squirrels will listen
As we tell of great deeds
Of far away white beached islands
With all shells and corals
Tonight the airs shall be light
It shall sooth off the pains
That came with our days farm work
And all that will be history
Tonight the crickets shall sing
With all the voices they could muster
The fireflies shall wobble about
Lighting our faces now and then
Tonight the night is dark
The arms of loved ones around
Companionship and all we want
So close by to us
Tonight we shall dance
We shall forget the days troubles
We shall laugh as we swerve around
And all will be absolutely well
Tonight I shall be on my paper
I shall let my pen and mind travel
And a smile is so welcomed
From under the arms of the Baobab
