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.


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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.