I can tell you of a place Lovely as a pretty face Rustling leaves and bowing trees Underneath the evening breeze Sunny skies and harmattan Clouds they form the human hand Starry nightsand fireflies Flashing colours, dreamy lights Take me to the other side Fields with grass in green and white We could go for miles and miles Through the grasses free and wild Take me home, oh, takee home Take me home to Gbagyi