Noche de Ronda

jueves, 10 de julio de 2014

África



África


I hear the drums echoing tonight 
she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation 
She's coming in 12:30 flight 
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation 
I stopped an old man along the way 
Hoping to find some long forgotten words 
or ancient melodies 
He turned to me as if to say.
"Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you" 

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you 
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 
I bless the rains down in África 
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had 

The wild dogs cry out in the night 
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company 
I know that I must do what's right 
sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengetti 
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become 

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you 
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 
I bless the rains down in África
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you 

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you 
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 
I bless the rains down in África 
I bless the rains down in África 
I bless the rains down in África 
I bless the rains down in África 
I bless the rains down in África 
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had


Toto







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