Oh, Mama Africa, good bye,
I didn`t use the words "for ever",
I can not tell you fatal "never",
I should come back. I have to fly!
Oh, Mama Africa, believe!
I took the murmur of your flows
It will inside my soul live
And warm me in the russian snows.
You touched the strings in the my soul,
You changed my essense, passed experience,
And you created my new goal,
And gave me hope of deliverance.
Oh, Mama Africa
© Copyright: Довченко Александр, 2009
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