Spider Philippe Liondjo


Prince Of The River

Lord of this part of the country,
I am the Prince of the River
Here my Soul is centered,
Of its Water I drink
Son of this Sacred Soil, I cry your misfortune
But for your saving, I’ll fight with heat
As far is my exile, quite close in me you remain
Any long is your night, do not live without gestures
Wake up You Proud warrior of the Tribes of my Ancestors

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