Текст песни Scatterlings Of Africa - Johnny Clegg
Copper
sun
sinking
low
Scatterlings
and
fugitives
Hooded
eyes
and
weary
brows
Seek
refuge
in
the
night
They
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
Each
uprooted
one
On
the
road
to
Phelamanga
Where
the
world
began
I
love
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
Each
and
every
one
In
their
hearts
a
burning
hunger
Beneath
the
copper
sun
Ancient
bones
from
Olduvai
Echoes
of
the
very
first
cry
"Who
made
me
here
and
why
Beneath
the
copper
sun?"
African
idea
African
idea
Make
the
future
clear
Make
the
future
clear
And
we
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
Both
you
and
I
We
are
on
the
road
to
Phelamanga
Beneath
a
copper
sky
And
we
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
On
a
journey
to
the
stars
Far
below,
we
leave
forever
Dreams
of
what
we
were
We
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
We
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
We
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
We
are
the
scatterlings
of
Africa
Scatterlings
of
Africa
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