The colours of our dream Red, blue, yellow, green Colours of our dream A dream about unity While hand in hand we go As to make that dream a reality My skin tone, your skin tone Multi-ethnicity, multi-plurality As we watch the sky at dawn, And where it seems like, that our skin Is of the same nuance under our sky — That Mauritian sky where we all fly The grandeur of our exotic spirit Our fervency and hearty wit That smile that welcomes Our arms that joyfully open Our eternal love for our motherland Our fall, our rise, our defeat Where hand in hand we build our future Always together, newborns, in group we go Towards the sunrise and the ocean’s flow Feasting on coconut, litchis, mangoes Sega dance and songs, mixture of languages A wonderful pêle-mêle of cultures A happy rainbow nation we remain — Mixed roots that grow in the wild On a little island called Mauritius. -Eiravel-
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That’s the second year that our children won’t chant and glorify in unison our national anthem for the independence day of Mauritius. Things have worsened here… the coronavirus has suddenly spread, and everyday there are more people that are being tested positive. We’ve got the vaccines, but not many people did it in time. So, even though we’re in the middle of a tumult, I hope that we don’t forget that we are facing this pandemic together — as one people, as one nation, and I pray that we all make it safe.