The rush of the wind on my hair   Reminds me of when we were free   The feeling I get when I’m there   I don’t notice the maladies      The land of mystery   The land of secrecy   The land for me      The burning sensation of freedom   I feel like I am in control   Returning to the land I came from   I’m finally leaving a hole      The land of mystery   The land of secrecy   The land for me      Run across the Serengeti   Travel through the jungles   And shout aloud the name   So everyone can hear      Africa   Africa   Africa