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Regresso

Amilcar Cabral

Old mama, come and let’s listen
To the beat of the rain against the door
It’s a friendly beat
That pounds in my heart
The rain, our friend, old mama
The rain that hasn’t been falling this way
In a long time I heard that Cidade Velha
The entire island becomes a garden
In just a few days
I heard that the country is covered in green
The most beautiful colour
The colour of hope
That now, the soil really looks like Cape Verde
Peace has now replaced the storm
Come old mama, come
Regain your strengths and come to the door
The rain, our friend, sends its salvation
And can beat in my heart


Amilcar Cabral

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African poetry colours Guinea-Bissau rain

About this poem

This poem, representing Guinea-Bissau, is part of The Written World – our collaboration with BBC radio to broadcast a poem from every single nation competing in London 2012.

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