Under African Skies (Live) - Bala Brothers

作词：Bala Brothers/Michael Whalen/Michael Whalen

作曲：Paul Simon/Bala Brothers/Michael Whalen/Michael Whalen

Joseph's face was black as night

The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

His path was marked

By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

And 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 of falling and calling your name out

These are the roots of rhythm

And the roots of rhythm remain

Early memory

Mission music

Was ringing around my nursery door

I said take this child lord

From Tucson Arizona

Give her the wings to fly through harmony

And she won't bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin to remember

This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein

After the dream of falling and calling your name out

These are the roots of rhythm

And the roots of rhythm remain

Joseph's face was black as night

The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

His path was marked

By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

And he walked the days

Under African skies