Africa My Africa
Africa my Africa, land of my birth,
The cradle of life, the heart of the earth,
From the deserts to the plains, from the mountains to the sea,
The beauty of your landscapes never ceases to amaze me.
Africa my Africa, where the sun rises with pride,
And sets in a symphony, painting the sky so wide,
Your wildlife roams free, majestic and wild,
From lions and elephants to cheetahs so mild.
Africa my Africa, land of a thousand tongues,
With cultures so rich, its stories and songs,
Dancing to the rhythms of the drums,
African music enchants, its melody never numbs.
Africa my Africa, where the traditions run deep,
From the birth of a child to the ancestors we keep,
Respect, honor, and unity we uphold,
Through the good and the bad, through the hot and the cold.
Africa my Africa, where the beauty lies within,
From the love of community to the strength of our kin,
As we walk together, hand in hand,
We will overcome any challenge, we will make a stand.
Africa my Africa, land of my soul,
In my heart, you're forever whole,
Through the storm and the strife,
My Africa, you give me hope, you give me life.
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