Treasure Island

Tafadzwa Matamba

(Zimbabwe)

Smiles To Dreamland.


If by any chance, through my singing
That for sure l know might not be the best
The world has been waiting
To hear but instead enlighten an unhappy soul
And rekindle the spirit of thine kindreth,
Then l shall not sing in vain!
Moonshine magic is in the air tonight
And l know my dreams will be bright
After such a beautiful moment at the Norway House!
Their smiles will follow me to dreamland;
The thunderous applause and the ovation l hear
As before l left the stage that was so grand
And seeing one or two of them shade a tear
Oh sweet mbira music...

Submitted: Thursday, December 19, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 20, 2013

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