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Yaoundé ( /ˌjɑːuːnˈdeɪ/ or /jaːˈʊndeɪ/, French pronunciation: [ja.un.de]) is the capital of Cameroon and, with a population of approximately 2.5 million, the second largest city in the country after the port city Douala. It lies in the center of the nation at an elevation of about 750 metres (2,500 ft) above sea level.
Yaoundé was founded in 1888 by German traders as a base for the ivory trade and as an agricultural research station. It was occupied by Belgian troops during World War I. After Germany's defeat, France became the colonial power in eastern Cameroon. Yaoundé consequently became the capital of French Cameroon, and continued as the capital of the Republic of Cameroon at independence.
Major industries in Yaoundé include tobacco, dairy products, breweries, clay, glass goods, and lumber. It is also a regional distribution center for coffee, cocoa, copra, sugar cane, and rubber.
The city centre houses government offices, some hotels, and the central market. The Bastos neighbourhood, with most homes owned by Cameroonians, is home to foreign embassies and the expatriate European community (drawn mainly from the diplomatic corps). The presidential palace and compound is in the Etoudi neighborhood.
I'm on my own and the road is long
I'll do what it takes
Just finding a place
where I belong
being down not out
being lost not found
no words, no sound on this lonely track
the wind can roll, the storm can rage
it's all the same I'm not turning back
over night things can change, always
I'm on my own and the road is long
I'll do what it takes
Just finding a place
where I belong
dusty tracks kicking on and on
not a coin to my name
Just finding a place
where I belong
no chains to break
no walls to climb
just space and time waiting for me
no peers?, no fears, no shame, no pride
just stars to guide where I need to be
over night things can change, always
I'm on my own and the road is long
I'll do what it takes
Just finding a place
where I belong
dusty tracks kicking off and on
not a coin to my name
Just finding a place
where I belong
where I belong
where I belong
I'm on my own and the road is long
I'll do what it takes
Just finding a place
dusty tracks kicking off and on
not a coin to my name
Just finding a place
where I belong
I'm on my own (where I belong) and the road is long (where I belong)
I'll do what it takes (where I belong)
Just finding a place (where I belong)
dusty tracks (where I belong) kicking off and on (where I belong)
not a coin to my name (where I belong)
Just finding a place