You are my sister,
African woman...

The market is full today
Traders till dusk will stay...

There is mystery in love
When I am in Africa...

The night with its silver lights
Caresses my window sill...

The president
Tells Assembly...

He was his mother's son
Before he joined the army...

The weather is like
Two enemies fighting...

I am thinking of you
Today...

There is a god
Moving in this room...

They are waiting for
My money to finish...

I was thinking in a dark room
The room was dark...

I will not be a lecturer -
No sir...