The rush of the wind on my hair
Reminds me of when we were free
The feeling I get when I’m there
I don’t notice the maladies

The land of mystery
The land of secrecy
The land for me

The burning sensation of freedom
I feel like I am in control
Returning to the land I came from
I’m finally leaving a hole

The land of mystery
The land of secrecy
The land for me

Run across the Serengeti
Travel through the jungles
And shout aloud the name
So everyone can hear

Africa
Africa
Africa