Toussaint was ah mighty man and tuh
Make matters worse he was black
Black and back in the days when
Black men knew their place was in
The back,
But dis rebel he walked through
Nepoleon, who thought it wasnt
Very nice,
And so today, my brothers in Haiti
We still pay the pricee, yeah-eah.
Haiti I am sorry
We misunderstood you
One day well turn our heads
And look inside you,
Haiti I am sorry,..Haiti I am sorry
One day well turn our heads and
Restore your glory.
Many hands reach out to St. Georges
And ah still reachin out!
To those bright and foolish men on
Pretoria, we still scream and shout
We came together in song, tuh steady
The horn, of Africa,
But de papa Lord come and de baby Lord
Go, and still, we doh seem tuh careee
No, nnooooo.
Haiti I am sorry
We misunderstood you
But one day well turn our heads
And look inside you,
Haiti I am sorry,..[hey, heyy!] Haiti I am sorry
One day well turn our heads and
Restore your glory.
When their is anguish in Port Au Prince
Is still Africa cryin,
Were routin by as in parable places
When are neighbours are jus burnin!
Deh say, the middle passage is north
So how come overcrowded boats still
Haunt our lives,
I refuse tuh believe well leave our
People, forever turn our hearts and
Or eyes, away-a-ayyy.
Haiti I am sorry
We misunderstood you
But one day well turn our heads
And look inside you,
Haiti I am sorry,.. Haiti I am sorry
One day well turn our heads and
Restore your glory.
Haiti I am sorry, Haiti I am sorry
Sorry
For so long, for so long! We looked
Away, turn our eyes on our own
Haiti I am sorry Sorry Sorry
Sorry
