Cry for Country

Wake up! Wake up!
Crown Jewel of the Antilles
Toussaint’s tears are overflowing the rivers
His children are in the streets
Anacaona grips her womb in pain
For she has given birth in vain

Mother Haiti,
Why are you still drinking the blood of your children
Why are you still sleeping with chaos
Why have you a machete to slice a lemon
Your rivers are red
Your children are bleeding
Their wounds are infected
Bacterias and abscesses overwhelmed their bodies
As you laugh with your predators
And dine with the enemy inside you
You have divorced wisdom and honor
And spat on the tombstone of your great history

Wake up! Wake up!
End the nightmare
Stop the pity stares
For you are too strong
For you are too great for this tragedy
That is eating you like a parasite

Wake up! Wake up!
Sleep no more
Crown Jewel of the Antilles
For Toussaint’s tears are overflowing the rivers
Anacaona grips her womb in pain
Wake up! Wake up!