Haïti.

Haiti, mon pays Wounded mother I’ll never see Ma famille set me free Throw my ashes into the sea Mes cousins jamais nes Hantent les nuits de Duvalier Rien n’arrete nos espirits Guns can’t kill what soldiers can’t see In the forest we are hiding Unmarked graves where flowers grow Hear the soldiers angry yelling In the river we will go Tous les morts-nes forment une armee Soon we will reclaim the earth All the tears and all the bodies Bring about our second birth Haiti, never free n’aie pas peur de sonner l’alarme Tes enfants sont partis In those days their blood was still warm