THE RHYTHMS OF DAKAR
Under the azure sky of Dakar,
The drums resonate, awakening the city,
The streets dance to the rhythm of the mbalax,
The voices sing in chorus, the quiet life.
La Corniche, pride of the city,
The waves hit the black rocks,
The fishermen draw their skillful nets,
The sun sets, a picture of hope.
Gorée, the island of a thousand memories,
Its cobbled streets whisper stories,
The House of Slaves, dark glory,
The doors open to an illusory past.
The Sandaga market, vibrant heart,
The stalls are overflowing with vibrant fruits,
The colorful fabrics, the captivating smells,
Shared smiles, dancing souls.
Rose Lake, natural jewel,
Its salt waters, a surreal mirror,
The piles of salt shine under the sky,
A strange, mystical and eternal world.
Saint-Louis, colonial charm,
The iron bridges, witnesses of time,
Colorful canoes, a picture of craftsmanship,
The city sings of its radiant past.
The Saloum delta, a haven of peace,
Mangroves are home to hidden treasures,
The birds fly away, free and cheerful,
Senegal, land of life and beauty.
The baobabs, wise giants,
Their branches tell stories of yesteryear,
The Lompoul desert, sea of white sand,
The dunes whisper benevolent secrets.
Sabar drums, heartbeat,
Wolof dances, enchanting rhythms,
Serer songs, sweet and enchanting,
Senegal, land of warmth and softness.
Under the sky of Dakar, a melody,
A living poem, vibrant with life,
Senegal sings its sweet harmony,
A country, a legend, a symphony.
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