I was born where the sun never set or rises
I was born where the heat is like a second skin.
I’m an African boy...
Over sea
Over land
Over mountains in the wild
I’ll be brave and I’ll be strong
I’m an African boy...
Seven drums
Seven wriggles
Seven cowries
Seven nuts
Seven lives that’s what I’ve got
I’m an African boy...
(From Beautiful Nubia’s album Seven Lives)
I’ve been listening to Beautiful Nubia for most of today. It’s been reminding me a lot about home. Thanks to Edward Popoola who provided me with the link from his blog, Jangbalajubu.
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