Ann Mortifee Centaur
Gausaulaulau
You were all of Africa to me
The sun, the shadow, and all the history
A warm cocoon of darkness
Much more than flesh and bone
Out there beyond your apron
Lay the vast unknown
Gausaulaulau
You were all of Africa to me
The strength, the stillness, and all the mystery
A rich cocoon of darkness
With you I never felt alone
But since I left your side
The world has never seemed like home
There in some dark valley
I was locked in fear
There was the whimpering of jackals
On the midnight air
But there's the soothing sound of ancient drumbeat
In your ear
As Gausaulaulau held you there
Gausaulaulau
You were all of Africa to me
The blood red soil, the taint of slavery
A prisoner in your native land
You kept life hidden from my eyes
With your future chained and bound
You were still teaching me to fly
Gausaulaulau
