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Kokrokoo Kokrokoo

Waring men in a chase fright 

Poor cockrel in a hasty flight

Sacred abode of the visible noon 

Desecrated below the unseen moon 

Short the sleep of the elders lived

Gone the peace of the green land out

The feathery throat when slashed cried out loud 

A wholesome meal prepared to appease

The raging elders provoked to awake

A restoration of exceeding peace

Kokrokoo Kokrokoo

Three parts the virgin night is divided

The fragile silence soon to be broken

The tired ancient ones to begin

The steps towards their home way

The strong bones of the happy tribe arrayed

Their huts and shelters awake

Three times their unblemished praise

Three times ascend to their mighty maker

Giving way for his sun's rays

Driving away the feared dark

Home is where Mama lives!

 
Away from home
With thoughts at home

Away from home
With this yearn for home
Come home she said, come home!
Home is where mama lives
 
She lives there who greets with a smile
Old she is who needs my stronger hold
Gave for nothing in return
Her need for your want
There she looked at you 

Like one from a faraway journey
And lips blessed deeds
Come home she said, Come home!
 
It was heard through the window 

Her voice from another continent
In winter night an angry wind 

Pierces through an icy hand
Unheard cries, borrowed friends, 

On your own and far away from home.
Come home she said, come home!
She never knew he came 

The moment she bid him come
 
Yesterday he was at home
Because he met her first hug
She is calling him home, calling him
But she doesn’t know he is not home
She is calling me home, calling me
Louder than before the cry that was heard 

In the mind in an enclosed door  
Where letters and calls him carried 

But not to lie at her side
 
Yesterday he was at home
You treated him like one of your own
He longed for home away from home
Come home she said, come home
Home is where mama lives…

She is at home: you are home.