Pyogenesis - Africa - Текст песни

I hear the drums echoin' tonight

but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation

she's coming in, twelve-thirty flight.

Her moonlight wings reflect the stars that guide me

toward salvation

I stopped an old man along the way,

hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient

melodies

he turns 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 but a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in africa

gonna take some time to do the things we never had


Wild dogs cry out in the night

as the grow restless longing for some solitary company

I know that I must do whats right

As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the

Serengeti

I seem to cure whats deep inside

frightened of this thing that I've become


it's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

there's nothing but 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