Africa in my Heart


A deep red sun over an endless plain
No barriers as far as the eye can see
In my hands the coloured grain
In my mind pictures of a clear blue sky
Africa in my heart
Africa in my heart
And the fire keeps on burning

A blood red horizon exploding in light
The dew of morning watering the day
Through my hands the flames so bright
Before my eyes the dawning of a brand new day
Africa in my heart
Africa in my heart
And the fire keeps on burning

And as the sun goes down the voices rise
Is it close, is it far, no one can tell
Guided by a cross under Southern skies
Could it be heaven, or could it be hell?

A pale blue eye in the silent night
Shadows moving slowly across the ground
In my hands all the world around
In my mind the fire burns so bright
Africa in my heart
Africa in my heart
And the fire keeps on burning


Copyright © 1998 by Hans-J. Friedrich