Seven Lifes

Seven Lifes - Beautiful Nubia

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In my journey through the world, over land and over sea

I see different cultures and different people's ways

I was born where the sun never sets and never rises

I was born where the heat is like a second skin

Children crying on the streets, automobiles are making noise

The land is growing dry and weak, spirits dying low

The forefathers are calling me: never tire, never weaken

The pride in me is bursting loose - I'm an African boy.