Haïti, mon pays, Wounded mother I'll never see Ma famille set me free. Throw my ashes into the sea. Mes cousins jamais nés Hantent les nuits de Duvalier. Rien n'arrête nos esprits. Guns can't k** 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-nés forment une armée Soon we will reclaim the earth. All the tears and all the bodies Bring about our second birth Haïti, never free, N'aie pas peur de sonner l'alarme. Tes enfants sont partis, In those days their blood was still warm.