Africa

Far in the east, and it’s my place of rest
Take a look at the map of the world
You will see I and I place by far
Culture bless, is rare
Please know yourself
Oh oh oh Rastafari
Do you remember the time pass by how we sail the river Nile?
Sat in the sun, with our golden locks and smiles
Up up up and away we go
The green herbs are always there in the valley
While dancers blessed in braids and sing
Let us all sing in one harmony
And give thanks and praise to the most high God and King
Africa, Africa, Africa, oh
Africa for I
Africa, oh
Africa for I and I
I and I, I and I, in Africa
There’s a land that’s been written up in many a songs
Far in the east, and it’s my place of rest
Take a look at the map of the world
You will see I & I place by far
Culture bless, is rare
Please know yourself
Oh oh oh Africa
Open the gate, let us relate, I’m a true born Rasta man
On a mission I was sent to tell it to the children
Lets all live, enlightened to build our roots and culture
The green herbs are always there in the valley
While dancers blessed in braids and sing
Let us all sing in one harmony
And give thanks and praise to the most high God and King
Africa, Africa…