Africa
Cutugno-Losito/Ward-Pallavicini

You know
I never realized
That a world so incredibly far away
As Africa
Could be so close to me
Look where we are right now
On this beautiful little piece of grass
Sofocated by a sea of cement
Oppressed by all the traffic
Look at the people
Running, shouting
Like they have gone mad.

You know
I think I just might go back
to Africa.

You can joke
But you can never compare
This noisy artificial world
With the natural sounds of Africa.
A time strange, mysterious
Weird almost unreal
Looking to the sky
And raising your arms
You can almost caress it
And you feel inside
To the will to live
Your skin burned,
And you feel a man.
More man.
More sincere.

You know
I think I might just go back
to Africa