Africa - Fernando Castro

Africa

Tu nombre suena y a poesia

A luna clara y a luz del dia

Tu eres la luz que ilumina mi caminar

Solo se que alguna vez te vere en el cielo

Ahi a donde bailan las estrellas

Bajo los sones de un pianito flamenco

Con una oracion en las manos

Que a mi mi abuela me dio

De camino a los gitanos y a pedirle la oracion

Que no se vaya que no se quede dormia

Que tengo 21 primaveras y ella me hace falta todavia

Inque mis rodillas en el suelo y llorando te pedi

No te la lleves Dios mio sin ella no puedo vivir

Africa

Tu nombre suena y a poesia

A luna clara y a luz del dia

Tu eres la luz que ilumina mi caminar

Solo se que alguna vez te vere en el cielo

Ahi a donde bailan las estrellas

Bajo los sones de un pianito flamenco

Una mirada complice de mi hermano

Me dice que ya pronto va a marchar

La madre que tanto nos a amado

En una cunita hacia el cielo va

Solo se que alguna dia yo estare contigo

Alla de las estrellas

Donde tu ni

Africa

Your name sounds like poetry

To a clear moon and daylight

You are the light that illuminates my walk

I only know that someday I will see you in heaven

there where the stars dance

Under the sounds of a flamenco piano

With a prayer in the hands

that my grandmother gave me

On the way to the gypsies and to ask them to pray

That he does not go away that he does not fall asleep

That I am 21 years old and I still need her

I got my knees on the ground and crying I asked you

Don't take her, my God, without her I can't live

Africa

Your name sounds like poetry

To a clear moon and daylight

You are the light that illuminates my walk

I only know that someday I will see you in heaven

there where the stars dance

Under the sounds of a flamenco piano

A knowing look from my brother

He tells me that she is going to leave soon

The mother who loved us so much

In a cradle towards the sky it goes

I only know that one day I will be with you

beyond the stars

where you nor