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I'm going to sing a song.
First, I'm going to translate it into Spanish.
The song goes like this:
How can we be happy?
How can we celebrate?
If we are strangers in our own country.
We are subdued.
What can we do not to cry?
Where is the freedom that our ancestors left us?
We are subdued.
We are within a fight,
at the lower level of the social pyramid.
The majority is in the poverty, forgetting that we are brothers.
Despite all this, they say that "together we are stronger".
Oh no! No more lies.
If they came back from Dessalines, Christophe,
along with our ancestors.
If Pétion came to see whats's going on in Haiti.
They gave us freedom. And what would they see?
Only a lack of union, reason and death.
Is that freedom?
No. We can’t be happy like that.