music & lyrics © 1992 Jacquelyn Brown
6:00 min / track 18 / CD: Awakening...

We are walking on poachers' soil.
We are crying on poachers' soil.
Guns ... run ... rotting in the sun.
Please take these nightmares away.
God, take these nightmares away.

We are the Elephants of Kenya.
We've travelled all across this land.
We were here before the humans came.
Now there's nothing left the same.

We lived in peace and harmony
when we lived off the land.
Now they've come to cut our faces off.
Lift high our tusks in their hands.

Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......
Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......

We are the young men of Kenya.
We sacrifice our lives.
We're here to save the elephant
from the poachers' eyes.

We hear the rounds of gunfire.
We feel the thud on earth's floor.
No one needs an ivory elephant.
Living elephants are worth much more.

Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......
Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......

We are the Elephants of Kenya.
We watch our parents die.
You buy all those ivory trinkets.
Now we ask you why?

We watch our brothers' blood flow.
We watch our sisters cease.
Will we live a year or fifty Lord?
How can we rest in peace?

Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......
Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......

Give it a hundred years Lord.
Where will the tuskers be?
Will our children blame the history books?
or will they blame you and me?

Take all your ivory and burn it.
Give it up to the flame.
Souls free to walk in paradise.
Souls set free before their time.

Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......
Na ...... niea ...... na ...... niea ......

We are falling on poachers' soil.
We are dying on poachers' soil.
Guns ... run ... rotting in the sun.
Please take these nightmares away.
God, take these nightmares away.
Na........