Sunset Glow Amapiano

(shhh) (yebo) Under the warm late-afternoon sun

We find the rhythm and we start to run

Let the baseline take your feet

Feel the heavy clay on the street (heya

heya)

This is the groove of the night When the log drum speaks,

it feels so right

Moving slowly to the beat

With the dust beneath our feet (yebo) (hawu)

Follow the whistle into the crowd

We do not need to talk too loud

Just let the motion speak for you

This is the magic that we do (ahhhh)

Oh, hear the rhythm call

It catches us before we fall (heya)

Moving slowly Just the shaker And

the bass (yebo)