The static tries to break us.
The silence tries to take us.
Men nou la. (But here we are.)
Nou la toujou. (We are still here.)
From the roots to the wire.
From the dust to the fire.
Open the circle.
Port-au-Prince pumping, concrete shaking,
History is heavy but the ground is breaking.
One note trumpet, one note deep,
Waking up the city while the others sleep.
It's not a spell, it's a generator,
Power for the now, power for the later.
Connect the drum to the motherboard,
Everybody moving in a single chord.
ROOTS.
AND.
WIRE.
Bouje! (Move!)
Sauti! (Jump!)
ROOTS. AND.
Fè l' vibre. (Make it vibrate.)
They thought the signal was lost.
But the frequency is eternal.
Nou la toujou.
Bouje!
RESISTANCE.
Anmwe! (Shout!)
RESISTANCE.
Still here.
Draysta is an asshole...
