@migu music@

You're in your private oasis, the last place on Earth

Cover your traces, wear a mask made of dirt

And watch the sun trickle through the bamboo

Colouring everything green above the sand dune

The rain trickles down onto my skin

(Oh, now Marching Archie gone Lebanon)

I let it run through, don't feel a thing

(Everything is aight in Bunemazemnao)

When the azure surrounds you on every side

Hold up a shell and listen to the friendly smile

The sea and it's waves will put you under a spell

And freeze time in your breathing space

And the sounds of your freedom fight

Are falling asleep in the fleeting light

No more struggles, it's quiet and calm, just

Travel with the stars in the sky as your compass

Moro num pais tropical

Quiero te beijar

Zulumatu dwele aio

Ghulu n'dwela

The leaves make a roof over my head

I crawl back into my bamboo shed

The jungle's my friend, it gives me shelter

Away from the urban helter-skelter

In the morning I take a swim

The blue water makes me sing...

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