Текст песни Paul Simon - Under African Skies
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Josephs face was black as nightThe pale yellow moon shone in his eyesHis path was markedBy the stars in the southern hemisphereAnd he walked his daysUnder african skiesThis is the story of how we begin to rememberThis is the powerful pulsing of love in the veinAfter the dream of falling and calling your name outThese are the roots of rhythmAnd the roots of rhythm remainIn early memoryMission musicWas ringing round my nursery doorI said take this child, lordFrom tucson arizonaGive her the wings to fly through harmonyAnd she wont bother you no moreThis is the story of how we begin to rememberThis is the powerful pulsing of love in the veinAfter the dream of falling and calling your name outThese are the roots of rhythmAnd the roots of rhythm remainJosephs face was black as nightAnd the pale yellow moon shone in his eyesHis path was markedBy the stars in the southern hemisphereAnd he walked the length of his daysUnder african skies