Emmerson Nogueira Africa
I hear the drums echoing tonight she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation She's comming in twelve-thirty flight her moonlit wing reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way hoping to find some old 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 man or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night as they grow restless longing from some solitary company I know that I must do what's right Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightned 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 man or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred man or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred man or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa I bless the rains down in Africa
