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 esprits
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