Africa Letra

Africa, a woman none realy knows her name Africa, an anyway we drain the juice from her vains She is black And her curls are the threads Of centuries Higher, she wants higher Africa, how deep the wells of dark muddy water Africa, how far does she have to go through floods of infected resin Green is mixing with red Laying ill on the world´s bed Higher, she wants higher And the enemy nI her bed She is killing Through her ego