Extend your hand to delight and expand the world
It adds your subtle fragrance to it
And it rises from under the earth, spreading its spring
My holidays and birthdays grow on your hands
The village of the heart rejoices and its streets laugh
Let us shake your hands individually and collectively
We rejoice in your sun with its first risings
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The sound of our thunder is still loud, its echo is still lost... lost in the reefs of our exile
Involved
With our hearts, denying our features, whenever we are confused, we fall in longing for another sky
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