Versuri Africa

(Music: F. Ferber; Lyrics: Marta Jandová)

Africa, a woman

nonne really knows her name Africa, and anyway we
drain the juice from her vains She is black And
her curls are the theads Of centruries

Higher, she wants higher

Africa, how depp the wells of dark muddy water
Africa, how far does she have to go thought
floods of infected Green is mixing with red
Laying ill on the world`s bed

Higher, she wants higher And the enemy In her bed
She is killing Thought her ego