In the House of Laberriere

Viva, viva, viva, viva AfricaViva, viva, viva, viva Africa
Welcome to Africa
Everyday is a struggle,
every night in my bedI wake up to the morning, when love comes mywayIn my
dreams I am praying,
love won’t pass me byI am running breathlessly,
I am gasping for airBut I still believeViva,
viva, viva, viva AfricaViva, viva, viva, viva AfricaWelcome to AfricaViva, viva,
viva, viva Africa
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa
See life is a game,
we win or we loseAnd God is a referee
and we are His toolsAt times we play fair to achieve our goalsBear in mind that
defeat
is not weaknessBut a blessing to learn, knowledge to earn,
oh AfricaViva, viva, viva, viva AfricaViva, viva, viva, viva AfricaViva, viva,
viva, viva Africa
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa
I thank GodStruggle, struggleStruggle, struggle
It don’t reach time,
we suppose to uniteOyibo,
black ye and you know no fightNa high time we suppose to uniteYe black
ye yellow, ye know no fightEya, this is only formy fingersIn want commot,
the wahala the worldYeah,
welcome to Africa
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa
Viva, viva, viva, viva Africa