To you I say goodbye,
Unbeknownst to me that we will part for long.
Your warmth, your beauty, your comfort, all gone,
The loss of thee is for I to atone, so long.
Will I remember thy beauty, if we were to meet again?
Or will the memories we once shared be lost forever?
Alas, how my heart aches with pain,
Please forgive me, for I have forgotten your ways.
The words we once shared, now go unspoken,
For the Queen's English has caught my eye.
How funny, our past has come to meet us here, still broken,
For it is now the English I speak, and the Mother I have abandoned.
My country, my home, my people,
I owe it all to you.
Our past is richer than its weight in gold,
Le Morne, eternally we value.
Forever will I cherish thee,
For it is our past that has made me soar.
Never will I forget thee,
For it is the language of our forebears I hold.
Creole we are,
And Creole I am.
The blood of you runs through my veins my star,
Please, do not cry for me, for it will never change.
