Copper sun sinking low
Scatterlings and fugitives
Hooded eyes and weary brows
Seek refuge in the night
They are the scatterlings of Africa
Each uprooted one
They're on the road to Phelamanga
Where the world began
I love the scatterlings of Africa
Each and every one
In their hearts a burning hunger
Beneath the copper sun
Broken wall, bicycle wheel
African sun forging steel, singing
Magic machine cannot match human-
Being, human being
African ideas
African ideas
Make the future clear
Make the future clear
They are the scatterlings of Africa
Each uprooted one
They're on the road to Phelamanga
Where the world began
And from the scatterlings of Africa
The journey has begun
Future find their hungry eyes
Beneath the copper sun
Ancient bones from Olduvai
Echoes of the very first cry
"Who made me, here and why?"
Beneath this copper sun
My very first beginnings
Beneath the copper sky
Lie deeply buried
In the dust of Olduvai
And we are the scatterlings of Africa
Both you and I
We're on the road to Phelamanga
Beneath this copper sky
And we are the scatterlings of Africa
On a journey to the stars
Far below, we leave forever
Dreams of what we were
(Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
(Mama-ye!)
In the beginning (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
Beneath copper skys (Mama-ye!)
Ancient bones (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
In the dust of Olduvai (Mama-ye!)
Who made us? (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
Here, and why? (Mama-ye!)
Remember (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are
Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) We are
Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are
Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)
Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)