Песня вышла в 1991 году в альбоме "Раны тепла" калининградской регги-группы под названием "Комитет охраны тепла". В 2010 году белорусами из "Ляпис Трубецкой" был записан кавер и снят клип.
P.s. "африканские" напевы ("Лива Фура Джаманал", а затем финал песни) появились случайно. Звукорежиссёр Ольга Климова не была хорошо знакома с жанром регги, но, послушав, предложила добавить в трек "аутентичные" слова. По одним данным - это сэмпл настоящих ритуальных песен, по другим - пародия на португальскую речь, записанная на студии.
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War's inevitable. I expect a crash.
When I say "He is right", I mean it. He's right
Apocalypse is much more than just fright.
It's our pain, our tears, our love,
The love of your sons, Africa!
Oh yeah...
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Black on white. And someone was terribly wrong.
I was born unwanted from african herbs.
Now I'm dancing reggae on dark muddy snow,
And my shadow is cast on your shore,
Africa!
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White as chalk is all your thinking,
And your hair is pointy spikes.
Once I fell into a slumber,
Never wanting to wake up.
That's because I was in your hands!
Now your tears in my eyes reflect!
Africa! Oh yeah!
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Black on white. And someone was terribly wrong.
I was born unwanted from african herbs.
Now I'm dancing reggae on dark muddy snow,
And my shadow is cast on your shore!
.
White as chalk is all your thinking,
And your hair is pointy spikes.
Once I fell into a slumber,
Never wanting to wake up.
That's because I was in your hands!
Now your sun in my eyes reflects!
Africa!
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Black on white. And someone was terribly wrong.
I was born unwanted from african herbs.
Now I'm dancing reggae on dark muddy snow,
And my shadow is cast on your shore,
Africa!
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Liva fura Jah manal, Jah Jah seh vana deh, vade vana, vade vana...
Liva fura Jah manal, Jah Jah seh vana deh, vade vana, vade vana...
