Scatterlings of Africa
Johnny Clegg variété
Cop-per sun sin-king low
Scat-ter-lings and fu-gi-ti-ives
Hoo-ded eyes and wea-ry brows
Seek re-fu-ge in the night
They are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
Each up-roo-ted one
On the road to Phe-la-man-ga
Where the world be-gan
I love the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
Each and e-ve’ry one
In their hearts a bur-ning hun-ger
Be-neath the cop-per sun
An-cient bones from Ol-du-vai
E-choes of the ve-ry first cry-y-y
“Who made me here and why
Be-neath be-neath the cop-per sun?”
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo am
Djom bo
An-cient bones from Ol-du-vai
E-choes of the ve-ry first cry-y-y
“Who made me here and why
Be-neath the cop-per sun?”
A-fri-can i-dea-ea-ea-ea
A-fri-can i-de-a
Make the fu-ture cle-a-a-a-ar
Make the fu-ture cle-ar
They are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
Bo-oth you and I
We’re on the road to Phe-la-man-ga
Be-neath a cop-per sky
And we are scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
On jour-ney to the stars
Far be-low, we leave fo-re-ver
Dreams of what we were
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Who la la yem
Who la la
Who la la yem
Who la la
Who la la yem
Who la la
Who la la yem yem yem yem
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
Djom bo
Djom bo am
yem yem yem yem yem
We are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
We are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
We are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
We are the scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
Scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca
Scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-a-a
Scat-ter-lings of A-fri-ca-