Yene Konjo - Dexter Story, Mark de Clive-Lowe

One summer’s night she disappeared

Left no note, left no word

Where to turn no one knew

Not a sign, not a clue

made up his mind

This terrific girl he would find

Over land and over sea

Travelled miles but where could she be

Travelled miles but where could she be

Even the desert couldn’t stop him, he travelled through thirst

Neither the ocean could deter him, he said he’d drown first

Love is a mighty powerful thing to keep him moving forward

He is a man determined to find his Yene Konjo

Yene Konjo

One summer’s night she disappeared

Left no note, left no word

Where to turn no one knew

Not a sign, not a clue

made up his mind

This terrific girl he would find

Over land and over sea

Travelled miles but where could she be

Even the desert couldn’t stop him, he travelled through thirst

Neither the ocean could deter him, he said he’d drown first

Love is a mighty powerful thing to keep him moving forward

He is a man determined to find his Yene Konjo

Yene Konjo

Even the desert couldn’t stop him, he travelled through thirst

Neither the ocean could deter him, he said he’d drown first

Love is a mighty powerful thing to keep him moving forward

He is a man determined to find his Yene Konjo

Yene Konjo