: But in my African Dream, you touched my face raised up my children and gave them grace in my African Dream you wiped away my tears and whispered the
: But in my african dream, you touched my face Raised up my children and gave them grace In my african dream you wiped away my tears And whispered the
Vertaling: Johnny Clegg. In My African Dream.
Vertaling: Johnny Clegg Savuka. In My African Dream.
that Chi-Town made me, that's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold, don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy, you'll never have
bout you Cause you've done such By doing such I get a pen and paper Write you a letter cause you are appreciated I'm dreaming to be great While working on my
give all my lovin' to you, protect you 'till our lives are both over and through I believed I talked to you last night in my dreams, I felt you lay
Alright Alright Alright Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline? Well burn motherfucka burn American dreams Don't everybody like the taste of apple
empty train in a railway station Calls you to its destination Can you choose another track? Will I wake up from these violent dreams? With my hair as
he walked his days under African skies This is the story of how we begin to remember This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein After the dream
's my style, to hit you at the right time No other compares to what Nas write down Tell you my dreams, show you my pain is yours You could get what you
done with my life?! I shoulda listened when my grandfather said "Why don't you major in business instead?" Now my hopes have all vanished and my dreams
the law, but I shed blood for my dawgs. Got no love for the law, but I shed blood for my dawgs. [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] I been trying to gather my niggas
their dreams By the time I was seven my mom left my pop Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York Then my mom remarried, had my little brother Gary My
go on my knees and plea to you To free my people universally Should I go, should I go, should I go Should I go on my knees and plea to you To free my
my head My life, featuring Wayne That was Jayceon, this is Game Adjacent to the fame aint chasing a damn thing So tonight let all of your pain be champagne I cant tame my
to survive Took my knapsack in my hand Caught a train for Switzerland America, America God shed his grace on Thee You have whipped the Philipino Now you rule the Western Sea Americans dream
such fun around the world it's true African skies with Nairobi mood I fell asleep in Tuscany and dreamed The one thing missing was you Runaway with me and my
