Strophe) 

I hear the drums echoing tonight 

She hears only whispers of some quiet conversation 

She´s coming in twelve thirty flight

The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

I stopped an old man along the way 

Hoping to find dome old forgotten words or ancient melodies 

He turned to me as if to say 

Hurry boy, it´s waiting there for you 

Refrain) 

It´s gonna take a lot to drag me away from 

There´s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 

I bless the rains down in Africa 

Gonna take some tome to do the things we never had  oh oh 

Strophe) 

The wild dogs cry out in the night 

As they grow restless longing for some solitary company 

I know that I must do what´s right 

As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti 

I seek to cure what´s deep inside 

Grightened of this thing that I´ve become 

Refrain) 

It´s gonna take a lot to drag me away from 

There´s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 

I bless the rains down in Africa 

Gonna take some tome to do the things we never had  oh oh 

Bridge) 

Hurry boy, she´s waiting there for you...

Refrain) 

It´s gonna take a lot to drag me away from 

There´s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do 

I bless the rains down in Africa 

Gonna take some tome to do the things we never had  oh oh