The Tears of Nubia
Take me in
My dreams recurring
Cheerful as
A childhood dance
Into one
More taste of freedom
One more longing
Backward glance
In the sway
Of somber music
I shall never
Understand
Let me slip
Into the sweeter
Chorus of
That other land
The dance of Nubia
The beautiful, the golden
The radiant, the fertile
The gentle and the blessed
The pain of Nubia
Is only for the moment
The spirit is always burning
Though the flesh is torn apart
In the sway
Of somber music
I shall never
Understand
Let me slip
Into the sweeter
Chorus of
That other land
The dance of Nubia
The beautiful, the golden
The radiant, the fertile
The gentle and the blessed
The pain of Nubia
Is only for the moment
For the desolate and the suffering
The plundered, the oppressed
Son of Nubia
The glorious creation
His song grows sweetly
For all the tears
Of Nubia
Passing admiration
They wash into the river
And I'll never cry again
For the God of Nubia
Though we have to keep
The spirit as divine
And we are still its heart
For Nubia
Never rust and fleeting
The spirit always burning
Though the flesh is torn apart
The spirit always burning
Though the flesh is torn apart
The spirit always burning
Though the flesh is torn apart
Our spirit always burning
Though the flesh is torn apart
Our spirit always burning