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Oh Africa

Africa, my Africa
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Her beauty is her religion; I believe every bit of it
Smells fresher than the scent from the leaves of an olive tree
With a gentle touch on my skin, she hears my heartbeat
I sip easy from her cup of love like an English tea
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Look!
Our warrior?
Yes, he is a conqueror
Riding as a victor to war
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"The Voice
Early morning, sounds of a nightingale
The sparkling rays of the sun hits my face
All smiles, beautiful fairy tale
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Flowers
Nature's gift to the earth
A being that blows the mind
It shines bright to the eyes
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Oh Africa

Oh Africa

Africa, my Africa

Mother of all nations, the sleeping Lion

Her throne was set firmly on Zion

Where is her greatness?

Where are all her loved ones?

Scattered in foreign lands

Africa, wake up!

wake up and look at your kingdom

Your land is being run by thieves

Your leaders are now slaves

The air is full of smoke

You have become a joke

Watch them take away your precious stones

You slept too long

now your roar isn't strong

Run away and take your crown with you

Look for your true soldiers

For one day, you shall return to where you belong

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