Market Place Songtext
von Hugh Masekela

I see her floating lazily
Through the market like a butterfly
I won′t forget the day the sun came shining in
Just like the dawn bringing in the rays for that sunshine in Kongo
A flaming torch, she lit up the marketplace so brightly
Colours as in a flower garden
Gracing her lap are shimmering in purples and yellows
And all the shades sparkling in the skies in the rainbows of the Congo

Cornrow hair in a million braids
Eyes lit up like the Northern Star
A smile that reads a spell when she goes to look into my eyes
She's turning me on with fever as she passes me by
Suddenly I′m walking right beside her really turning her on
When I tell her I'm going wherever she'll
Be going when she leaves the market
Right away I′m going to carry her bag of vegetables


We walked towards the road that goes down to the village
She locked the door that leads into her heart
The talking drums and the xylophones
All the tom-toms and the doumbas, they were wailing
We had a night time of ecstasy
And we woke up to the roar of the lion
She had to rise to the market place
To her vegetable stall at the market place

That′s where the sun rises
I won't forget the day the sun came shining in
I won′t forget the day the sun came shining in
The talking drums and the xylophones
All the tom-toms and the doumbas, they were wailing
We had a night time of ecstasy
And we woke up to the roar of the lion
She had to rise to the market place
To her vegetable stall at the market place
That's where the sun rises

I won′t forget the day the sun came shining in
I won't forget the day the sun came shining in
I won′t forget the day the sun came shining in
I won't forget the day the sun came shining in
I won't forget the day the sun came shining in