Infant Sorrow - African Child (Trapped in Me) lyrics

I have crossed the mystic desert To snap pictures of the poor I've invited them to brunch Let them crash out on my floor There's sunshine in my veins My kitchen's filled with flies I'm crying out in vain Like a little African child Trapped in me There's an African child Trapped in me There's a little African child trapped in me All these rooms are cluttered with the spoils of my fame My doors and windows shuttered I just can't keep out the rain There's sunshine down in hell My kitchen's filled with flies I'm crying out for help Like a little African child Trapped in me There's an African child Trapped in me There's a little African child trapped in me All these bl**jobs in limousines What do they matters What do they mean To the little African child Trapped in me [Swahili chant] (partially shown with translation) Nataka upendo Nataka usalama Mi nataka wimbo Ninakuja Afrika I want love I want security I want music So i come to Afrika Watoto wote wamekatwa mkono All the children's hands have been chopped off Isipokuwa watoto wanono Except the fat kids Mungu linda watoto Mungu linda watoto Mimi ni mungu nalinda watoto Mimi ni mungu nalinda watoto Usalama ni mimi Upendo ni mimi Na katika afrika mfalme ni mimi God protects children God protects children I am a god who protects children I am a god who protects children I am peace I am love And in Africa I am the king [End Swahili chant] African child Trapped in me There's an African child Trapped in me There's a little African child trapped in me There's a little African child trapped in me There's a little African child trapped in me