West African
Solidarity came
ECOMOG
We salute you in this month of August
marking your majestic and heroic arrival
Nigeria, Ghana, Sierra Leone, Gambia, we salute you
Guinea, nous vous saluons
Make you don't think say,
we de forget you for this August
month when you de come to our rescue
In our time of peril and desperation
When our traditional friends and trade partners
De left us, Small America, la petite Amérique,
Sweet land of liberty, open to door
Flied on their iron birds
Say we don't serious for weself
Na gulf war be better thing pass us
Na so you de come see whey thin
De happen for me West African brothers
And Sisters
Make you know say, not everybody
Could agree say you not do bad
But most people think say your bad
Be sacrifice for us to breathe
When gun sounds and bullets be our only food,
And hunger and abandonment brought us to our knees,
Crawling feebly on our dehydrated bones,
Na so we de think of who brings us help
The help before hand,
Help before humanitarian supplies
Help that would be not forgetten and forgetten
This we among not forgetful of your solidarity
On your August 1990 arrival at the embattled
Free Port of Monrovia
Na so you de die for our pekins whilst
your own pekins de turn fatherless
Your wives de turn widows
Make we don't forgetooooo
We beg, Charlie, Oga, mon ami
We now know say Africa is our Africa
On the contrary, for you contemptuous of Africa
On August arrival, notion dispelled
Oh, you told lie-till tell lie no more
Africans are solidifiable right before
Our and your naked eyes ECOMOG came
I pay you go there
No, go there, pay or no pay
You show love in person
When small Americans needed big Americans most
No, nowhere only evacuation with warning of
One hundred years of backwardness
And ta-je-jai Liberian war on kwee-su boxes
Why so, why don't, why not
But only Africa our Africa!
We wanted to grow wings and fly
Into the sky as we saw the iron birds landing
And taking off out of our trouble land
They took off with their kind and our own kind
Into the sky not knowing to where
We wanted to fly not far away from
Our land like those flying away with
The iron bird to no places we know not
Until Africa our Africa where,
We grew no wings to fly
But courage and strength to stay the course
And mourn the departed not lucky to see this day
Praying that they and the fallen ECOMOG soldiers
Enjoy eternal life with our ancestors
And, oh, our hearts to the fatherless of fallen
ECOMOG soldiers, whilst all war-made widows
Interconnected by African solidarity on
The alter of foreordained greatness whence
Surviving on confident desire rooted in divinity
LONG LIVE WEST AFRICAN SOLIDARITY
VIVE LA SOLIDARITE DE L'AFRIQUE DE L'OUEST
