I am a happy slave Here in the blue field a slave to make rich some one billonnaire my brothers and i work days and nights even years living in that happy slavery I am conscious as a slave Me as my brothers in that wonderful blue world Some people ignores that we are all working for those masters of the world while others are proud in their daily slavery specially the south ones for them slavery is a mean a pretty nice way for their the right emancipation but who made the masters if not me and my brothers in slavery we are proud
Rise O truth and shines as the sun the day of hope is coming on its way freedom of the human race is near by come back you right faith to the place the men of light are always beside you the elected ones those loved by the lord for they give their life and soul for you the D day bright flies up its white truth !
we have in common that awful oppression yesterday as today we are just humans what ever the colour of our skin we are all the Indians of the hole world united against the awful oppression
The sun has abstracted his light. Now my heart is cold! Only the seeds underground stirs their chrysalis flesh . The south wind differs its goodness warm the furrows of black flesh, the words have lost their music; their wings freeze with spite! The gray day prints ugliness my soul shudders with sadness!
Be my love tonight! be the pretty land be wonderful as a dream under the light be the nice green in my sight tonight! be the marvellous love be wonder as a miracle be the light of my heart be the rose of delight !
I was blind before that day, I recovered the sight in your eyes that embers ignited, my soul, that mouth of velvet coral lips seduced my life, is it you the wonderful life? I love you without knowing why I am in this state I feel drunk, !oh god ! help me!