Mother Africa

Silently we sleep and dream
and miss the 'plane that goes back home
fill my dreams with memories
of sun filled skies and accacia trees
open plains un-rend by man
and wildebeest that freely ran

Mother Africa's calling me home
I felt her breath on the wind today
Mother africa's I'm coming home
But not quite yet for now I'll stay

I love the sea whose waves they break
for eternity and slowly shape
the coast of sand of Ivory
that stretches until the eyse can't see.

Mother Africa's calling me home
I felt her breath on the wind today
Mother africa's I'm coming home
But not quite yet for now I'll stay

I walked the streets in the cold today
because I missed the bus that went my way
I called a friend on a distant line
and his accent was the same as mine
We talked a while of memories
of sun filled skies and accacia trees

Mother Africa's calling me home
I felt her breath on the wind today
Mother africa's I'm coming home
and yes this time, this time I'll stay.

Woza umfaan nami(come son of Mine), woza umfaan nami
Ng Fika Mama (I'm coming mother),