Eyes of Africa*
Heat of sweltering desert sands
Parched all around, desolate land
Big vast country here for me to meet
Many miles to go through on my own two feet
From a Mediterranean village on the sea
All the way to the tip near Cape Town, ocean air so free
Dom*Colucci 2012
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