So long, So far away Is Africa. Not even memories alive Save those that history books create, Save those that songs Beat back into the blood- Beat out of blood with words sad-sung In strange un-Negro tongue – So long, So far away Is Africa.Subdued and time-lost Are the drums – and yet Through some vast mist of race There comes this song I do not understand This song of atavistic land, Of bitter yearning lost Without a place – So long, So far away Is Africa’s Dark face.
So long, So far away, Yet the drums still Beat long and low Of a people Taken from their native land Of songs sung again Of a history Being rewritten.
Hope all is well and the weekend treated you kindly. Peace, Tenthltr2u