A song dedicated to the Victoria Falls, Mosi-oa-Tunya, The Smoke That Thunders
A song dedicated to the magnificent Victoria Falls, Mosi-oa-Tunya, The Smoke That Thunders.
We’re standing on the edge, Zambia’s heart,
Where the world splits apart, Victoria starts.
“The Smoke That Thunders,” so loud,
Under its mist, we’re enshrouded, so proud.
Before us, the water’s dive,
In its roar, we feel alive.
Each drop tells a story, ancient and bold,
In the Zambezi’s flow, our dreams unfold.
Victoria, Victoria,
You’re calling, and we’re falling for ya.
Through the mist, we dance, we soar,
With the falls, we’re asking for more.
Victoria, oh, can’t you see?
Your splendor sets us free.
As the sun lights up the sky,
Rainbows in the mist, flying high.
We’re part of this majestic scene,
In vibrant hues of blue and green.
The Zambezi’s journey, wide and far,
Under the same bright star.
Here at the falls, where the earth sings,
Together, we’re kings, with invisible wings.
Victoria, Victoria,
You’re calling, and we’re falling for ya.
Through the mist, we dance, we soar,
With the falls, we’re asking for more.
Victoria, oh, can’t you see?
Your splendor sets us free.
In this paradise, we find our beat,
Feeling the earth move under our feet.
From the depths, to the sky above,
Victoria shows us how to love.
Let the water fall, let it wash away,
All our fears, let’s live today.
In the roar, in the spray, we’re alive,
With Victoria, we dive.
Victoria, Victoria,
You’re calling, and we’re falling for ya.
Through the mist, we dance, we soar,
With the falls, we’re forevermore.
Victoria, oh, can’t you see?
In your arms, we’re meant to be.
Under the Zambian sun, we’ll stay,
Where the waters play, and we sway.
Victoria, with your power so grand,
In your mist, together we stand.