The Runner

Willem Bernardus Tijssen

Jao,Jao, jungleman,
Run as fast over the world;
Run as fast as you can.
Your legs carry the hart of everybody's man.
They run for the people, since your chilhood began.

Over all the ways, over the mountains of Africa.
For a free man as Jao there is no dilemma.
Faster as a Zebra and happier than you and me.
He runs for the future, because his hart is free.

Jao, Jao jungleman,
Run with your hart if you can.
Run for the wealth of the Africa- man;
For his pride and happiness if you can.
Your legs feel no pain, because of your desire.
They run with a hart,
No way to become a lier.

Over the world goes this Africa-man.
One never forget how it ever began.
Fast are his legs, sharp is his mind.
His hart beats for running,
it's one of a kind.

Jao, Jao jungleman,
Run as fast over the world;
Run as fast as you can.
Your legs make you an everybody's man.
Your smile makes you a faceman,
Because your hart knows you can.