Life is a rejoicing paradise full of grief.
It is a dancing candlelight amid the gale.
Life is a like a day so short and brief.
It is a sweet sad adventurous tale..
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We see the sun glow like a golden orb.
Till it relinquishes its power to the moon.
Yet we forget the struggles of life.
We hear the birds singing on the boughs.
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Woman, raven of the tropics.
You are lovely, and I sing to you this song,
With sadness missing the warmth of your arms.
I have waited in the dark night.
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My mother my heroic mother.
Blessèd is the womb that bore you.
For the ancestral blessings you still possess.
I stayed in you for a thousand days,
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The day is over, over the high mountains the sun has fallen.
The day is lost like a gold coin in the sands buried and forgotten.
The match of the day is over and like players we must retire.
Awaiting the unknown road we shall tomorrow tread..
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Let it be written...
My heart is full of an unusual gladness.
I think I will dance like a wasp round the light..
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On the highway in which we tread.
Are men who are being swindled.
The walls are littered with faces.
Sanctimonious they seem..
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Soft lady, purest of all waters.
Sweetly I think of you in my duties.
For you are all that matters.
You are the pinnacle of all beauties.
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Sing to me a song to tarry.
A song that will soothe any clime.
Sing to me and make merry.
For the truth knows no bounds nor dime.
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Be my heroine O Africa!
Sitting in the dark shining hut, I call on you.
Africa, with a certain hope and power.
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