For Lorraine

A translation of the lyrics for Awa Y’okeyi, courtesy of Maman Espe:

"And now you are gone.
We cultivated a field,
If you go away who will take care of what we have sown?
You leave with my heart.
In the world we are made two by two,
If you go away who will take care of our child?
Who will raise our child?
My heart, you go away,
Our flower of love,
You abandon my heart,
The flower of our love."

From Bukavu