Like they love to let me know
But if my skin shines in the sun
It's not the color of ebony
With blue eyes like the sky
But if I dance to Dibango
I sing Vesoul and Brussels
That word hurts me
'Cause if for my brothers
My place on this Earth?
My roots are immense
A blend, multiple and sublime
That weaves bonds like a flag
Mixes the ties like a torch
I'll live with no luggage
To better understand the world
Like they love to let me know
And if my skin shines in the sun
It's 'cause all the colors mingle
Colors that mingle