African Wizards school

Lyrics

In the wilds where the lion roars at night, Where ancient baobab roots keep the spirits alight, Stands Uagadou, hidden in golden sand, A school for those who bind the unseen hand. No stony towers, no cold English stone, But clay and magic where the ancestors moan. Chorus Oh, African wizard school, cradle of power, Where the wind carries curses hour by hour. From the Cape to Cairo, from desert to stream, Here witches and wizards learn the true dream! Uagadou! Uagadou! In the circle of masks awake, What muggles never grasp, in moonlight they take. Verse 2 The teachers with eyes like ancient stars, Teach transformation — from man to leopard, no bars. With beads and bones, with drum and with song, They summon the rain where the drought was strong. But beware, young student, of the shadow that creeps, Not every spirit is kind when it into your soul seeps. Chorus Oh, African wizard school, cradle of power… Verse 3 No houses like Gryffindor, no easy divide, But clans of the savanna where courage and cunning collide. Some ride on dream-dust through the rivers of time, Others weave curses from fury and crime. Professor Snape would sneer: “Amateurs, all of you,” Yet even he would tremble at what here brews. Bridge (soft, menacing) Never forget the rule: the price is steep, Who wakes the old forces may lose what they keep. Between hyena laughter and elephant call, True magic is learned when you answer the call. Final Chorus (powerful) Oh, African wizard school, cradle of power, Where the wind carries curses every hour! Uagadou! Uagadou! May your fire never die, In a world that has long let true magic pass by.