I walk down the streets of Khomasdal
Climbing the hills of Windhoek
Sloping down into the valleys
Pulling my luggage behind me
Not knowing where I'm heading
Dogs bark once and twice they silence
Creepy creatures I hear behind me
But I'm not giving up
The music sings in my ears
Making me bounce my head side to side
There I go, chasing my dreams
Not letting anything stop me
Here I come, powerful and strong me
Here I come!
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