Girl from Africa

She moves like the wind in the desert night. Her smile is

the sun, burning bright, bright, bright. Careful she dances,

the earth her song. She's a river, she's a fire, she's a rare

balloon. Tell me your secrets, tell me your dreams.

Do you hear the whispers, or is it just me? Oh,

girl from Africa, wild and free. You carry the world in your melody.

Oh, girl from Africa, can't you see? You're the heartbeat of the land,

the roots of the tree. Her voice is the rain, soft but strong.