In the days of slavery, i suffer to be free
Rings and chains tight to my hands
I work the soils ans fields
Try to make you understand,
black is the skin and pure the heart
And the unity will never fall
Taken from our mother land,
we travel cross the ocean
Blood and tears in our eyes, africans cry
But the things you do live after you,
We can gain our power too
And the victory is near at end
Jadoux ? J'aurais besoin de tes compétences linguistiques pour compléter et corriger si besoin
