| lyric | Deep in the old Kalahari
I hear a melody, Old Kalahari is singing,
A song that is haunting me.
Endless the plains all around me,
The burning sun and the sand.
Lovely and peaceful surroundings,
My Old Kalahari land.
Out in the world I may travel,
_See sights that astouned and amaze,
But I long for the Old Kalahari,
Were beautifulspringsbucks graze.
When I am called on safarai,
By Him whom I cannot deny.
I pray that the Old Kalahari,
Will be part of that land in the sky. |