On every smiling day
And every mourning day
We long the matrimony of
Of our hearts
For we are but one
A race, a people
But on this distant planet
We hail not our darkness
Our hearts we split
And hail the menace
Of our former landlords
Ebony man of Paris
Ebony man of London
Forgetting what we found
In the annals of our history
Yes, hear me Ebony man
Hear me my like
That until we heal our minds
Of this conflagration
On every smiling day
And every mourning day
We shall hail in vain
This holy matrimony
To make us one
A race , a people.
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