Mama Somalia
I am from the peaks
Where beautiful water flows
Where everybody knows
My mother language
Mama Somalia
Whom I truly love
With your blessed garden
And hills up above
You’ve blessed me with
Cocoa Butter skin
And hazel brown eyes
Dark black hair
And amazing summer nights
How I wish to be there
Oh how this isn’t fair
But I’m stuck here
I’m cold and in so much fear
Now I see everything’s so clear
Mama Somalia here I come
