Africa - Acoustic [English translation]

I'm in love with a wild land

A voodoo sorcerer had painted my face

His gris-gris* follows me on the sound of the tamtams

Magical perfume on my womanly white skin

Africa

I want to dance

Like you

Offer myself to you

Africa

To move to

hurt myself on you

And to obey to your voice

Africa

I dance with naked feet under a red sun

The gods are at their knees and have a heart that moves

The fire of my body becomes a rebel

The cry of the gurus has ripped the sky

Africa

I want to dance

Like you

Offer myself to you

Africa

To move to

hurt myself on you

And to obey to your voice

Africa

Dangerous and sensual, under your sugar rain

Panther or gazelle, I went to sleep

In the slits of your claws, I've come back

In the shadow of the huts, I'll make my tribe

Africa

I want to dance

Like you

Offer myself to you

Africa

To move to

hurt myself on you

And to obey to your voice

Africa