Haiti
• HAITI
Haiti my country they told me you were the one that was beautiful
In all that surrounds you had a shovel Antilles
When they sought to guess your
Among others, they did not compare to
So you were pretty, all nations
Still loves you, and emotionally
When visiting you crave, passion
Admire you were wonderful distractions
II
Haiti nice temperature change
At every moment, you still share
A good all what is expired oxygen
That provides good resistance hygiene
They wasted mistreating you do not understand you
In all nature gave you
From day to day you lose your values
This makes me sad, to finish undressing you
III
Sea cried say why?
rivers abandoned, even nature
Cried, wooden feet to take pitying
Source should call, no medium
rock hard, I’d vandalism
Wind said gracious to me by vandalism
sun cannot tell me, I obliged
sky would cry, but no tears in eyes
IV
Oh Haiti, Haiti they are painful, they make me cry
Where our tree, where the sources, the locations!
We are extinct bird Ultimately I do not see them
Clouds are afraid circle, mountains say this we are
Oh! Haitian consciousness is finished complaining
It inquired overseas, but nothing
Nothing changes, you do not respect him
Nature complaining Haiti lost his pride.
