The people call though not in sight,
I see them yet they're no where near.
Rwanda how your children call me,
united, loving, oh so dear.

Bananas sweet and smiles sweeter,
sharing all of the little they had.
I call in my heart to the children of Rwanda,
with your memory I'll never be sad.

I could tell a hundred stories of love and friendship,
nineteen years and still in my heart.