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.
Dreamed Colours
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
As we watch the sky at dawn,
And it seems that our skin
Is of 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
Our song, our dance, all these deeds
But always together, in group we go
Towards the sunrise and the ocean flow
And coconut, mangoes, letchis as feast
Sega dance and songs, bhojpuri dance and songs
Langaze madam serré, Tialbert
Lacaze tôle, race mélanzé
Proud, proud nation we are
Happy, a happy nation we remain
Mixed roots that grow wildly
On a little island called Mauritius.
