Light through skin
Skin is something worth having
Skin is something worth having
Nantio, your feet must be tired of walking
The land forgets your footsteps
The wind forgets your sweet singing
As you lead the cattle through veld
Nantio, your home is made of skin
From cattle that’ve had their day
Sunlight is softer, softer through skin
Not long ago you had time to play
You sit in the middle of your dome
Where light almost touches your toes
The coins strung round your head tinkle
Like the sound of rain, your laughter
Nantio, your home is made of skin
And skin is something worth having
Skin is something worth having
Skin is something worth having
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