Scatterlings Of Africa

Johnny Clegg

Scatterlings Of Africa (Original Version)

Copper sun sinking low
Scatterlings and fugitives
Hooded eyes and weary brows
Seek refuge in the night

Chorus:
They are the scatterlings of Africa
Each uprooted one
On the road to Phelamanga
Where the world begins
And 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 idea
African idea
Make the future clear
Make the future clear

Chorus

Ancient bones from Olduvai
Echoes of the very first cry
Who made me, here and why?
Beneath the copper sun
My very first beginnings
Beneath the copper sky
Lie deeply buried
In the dust of Olduvai

And we are scatterlings of Africa
Both you and I
We are on the road to Phelamanga
Beneath the copper sky
And we are scatterlings of Africa
On a journey to the stars
Far below we leave forever
Dreams of what we were

Mama-ye! Mama-ye!
We are scatterlings of Africa
Mama-ye! Mama-ye!
We are scatterlings of Africa
Mama-ye! Mama-ye!
We are scatterlings of Africa
Mama-ye! Mama-ye!
We are scatterlings of Africa
Mama-ye! Mama-ye!
We are scatterlings of Africa&

 

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