Scatterlings of Africa

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 They're 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 Broken wall, bicycle wheel African sun forging steel, singing Magic machine cannot match human- Being, human being African ideas African ideas Make the future clear Make the future clear They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted one They're on the road to Phelamanga Where the world began And from the scatterlings of Africa The journey has begun Future find their hungry eyes Beneath the copper sun Ancient bones from Olduvai Echoes of the very first cry "Who made me, here and why?" Beneath this copper sun My very first beginnings Beneath the copper sky Lie deeply buried In the dust of Olduvai And we are the scatterlings of Africa Both you and I We're on the road to Phelamanga Beneath this 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 (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) (Mama-ye!) In the beginning (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) Beneath copper skys (Mama-ye!) Ancient bones (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) In the dust of Olduvai (Mama-ye!) Who made us? (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) Here, and why? (Mama-ye!) Remember (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) We are Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)