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Haitian Creole text (English Translation below)

Rèl-o! Sanmba tande rèl-o! 
Sanmba nan Kiskeya ap mande poukisa…
Pouki tout deblozay nan lakou Afrika?
Pouki tout deblozay nan peyi Kiskeya?
 

Rèl-o!  Nou tande rèl-o!
Timoun ape kriye: mama-ouwo!
Rèl-o!  Nou tande rèl-o!
Granmoun ape rele: woh!
Rèl-o! Nou tande rèl-o!
Timoun, granmoun, timoun, granmoun!
Nou tande rèl-o!

Yo rele: 
 "Mama, mama, mama, mama…
Oh Mama Afrika!
“Mama kote-ou mama, kote-ou?
Mama, mama, mama, mama, 
Oh Mama Afrika!”
 

La jounen kon lannouit
Se mizè, se traka…
La jounen kon lannouit
Se maladi, se lanmò…
Se grangou, se la gè!

“Kote-ou, kote-ou mama? 
 Kote-ou ye mama? 
Sanble ou pa tande!”
Yo kriye, yo rele
Yo rele, yo kriye...
Kriye, yo rele: 
“Woh! Men kote ou ye?
Sanble ou pa tande mama!!!”

“Woh! Mama Afrika…
Sanble ou pa tande mama-ouwo!
Mama Afrika, jan ou te bèl-o, 
Kote-ou?”

Solèy leve, solèy kouche
Anyen pa chanje
Roumble isit, roumble lòtbò
Anyen pa deranje… Poukisa?
Mizè-a la… 
Anyen pa chanje, anyen pa deranje…
Mizè-a toujou la…
Poukisa, poukisa, poukisa…?


Doumbalele, doumba-yelele Afrika!
Koukouka koun keye Afrika!
Kekounkaye, koukaye Afrika!
Pran kouraj oh mama!
Pran kouraj Afrika
Kenbe la oh Mama Afrika!

Mama ou menm ki granmoun-o
Wa di yo, wa di yo jan la vi a te bèl-o!
Mama ou menm ki granmoun-o
Wa di yo, wa di yo jan la vi-a te dous-o…
Boul lò avèk diaman tap benyen la riviè
Eya, eya, eya Mama Afrika!
Zannimo tout koulè tap piafe nan fon bwa
Eya, eya, oh Afrika!


Rèl-o, Sanmba tande rèl-o!
Oh Mama, rèl yo toujou la…  
Men yon jou kon jodi-a
Tout rèl yo va kaba…

Beni swa, beni swa Afrika…
Beni swa, beni swa Kiskeya…
Beni swa, beni swa Mama Afrika!

-Gabriel T. Guillaume

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Cries! The troubadour hears cries!
The troubadour from the island of Haiti is asking why…
Why all the chaos in lands of Afrika?
Why all the chaos in the island of Haiti?

Cries! We hear cries!
The young ones are yelling: oh mother!
Cries! We hear cries!
The grown ones are screaming: woh!
Cries! We hear cries!
All the young ones, all the grown ones!
We hear cries!

They are crying:
“Mother, mother, mother, mother,
Oh Mother Africa!
Mother, where are you mother, where are you?
Mother, mother, mother, mother, 
Oh Mother Africa!”

Day and night
There is misery and nuisance
Day and night
There is illness and death
There is hunger and war!

“Where are you? Where are you mother? 
Oh but where mother? 
Perhaps you don’t hear us?”
They cry, they scream
They scream, they cry
They cry and yell:
“Where, but where are you mother?
Perhaps you don’t hear us mother!!!”

“Woh! Mother Africa… 
Perhaps you don’t hear us oh dear mother!
Mother Africa, but how you were so beautiful, where are you?

The sun rises, the sun sets
Nothing is changing
Meetings here, meetings there, 
Nothing is being bothered. 
The misery is there… why?
Nothing is changing, nothing is bothered
The misery is still there…
Why, why, why…?


Keep strength Africa!
Hang on Afrika! 
Hang in there oh mother…
Hang in there oh Mother Africa!



Mother, you wise one,
Tell them, tell them how beautiful life was!
Mother, you wise one,
Tell them, tell them how pleasant life was...
Balls of diamonds were showering rivers
Bravo, bravo, bravo Mother Africa!
Animals of all colors were wandering the deep woods.
Bravo, bravo Afrika!

Cries, the troubadour hears cries!
Oh Mother, the cries are still there…
But one day like today
All the cries will vanish…

Blessed, blessed be Afrika
Blessed, blessed be the Island of Haiti
Blessed, blessed be Mother Afrika! 



Mama Afrika - Mt. Saint Antonio College

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Lavil Okap - Demo Recording (Edition 1-5-2025)

Canyon High School
Brandon Farren, conductor
Texas Music Educator Association Convention 2020
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Twa Tanbou  
Kap fè yon diskisyon 
Yon gwo dimanch maten
Lè yo sot nan Ginen

Yon Ti Kata 
Yon Tanbouren
Yon Gwo Boula 

Boula rete li di 
Li di li ka frape pi fò 
Boula rete li di 
Se li ki ka frape pi fò  


Tanbouren di li gen pi bèl son
Li di “lè map site, se rete tande”


Kata ki tap koute, li rete li move
Li pa te ka konprann kouman de kamarad,
Ki abiye ak menm rad
Ki pitit menm manman
Chita ap fè deblozay

Yon bon jou Madigra, Kata tonbe zouke
Dènye moun ki te la yo tout tonbe danse...


Tanbouren ak Boula kite la ap tande
Pou fè fèt la pi bèl: yo tou fon ribanbèl


Jou sa-a 
Yo chante yon chante ke’m pap janm bliye:

Tout tanbou ki dispèse
An nou kole zepòl
Poun fè la vi pi bèl 

-Louis Marie Celestin

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Three drums
Are having an argument
A great Sunday morning 
On their way back  from Guinea

A little Kata…
A little Tanbouren…
A big Boula…

Boula declared
That he can hit the loudest
Boula declared
“I can hit the loudest!”

Tanbouren said “I have the most beautiful sound”
He said “when I perform, keep quiet and listen!”

Kata who was hearing all this became angry
He could not comprehend how two soldiers
Who are dressed with the same outfit
And are children of the same mother
Are sitting around making a scandal


One fine Mardi-Gras day, Kata started to “zouk”
Every single person there began to dance…

Tanbouren and Boula who were there listening
To make the party more exciting, they started a great throng

That day,
They all sang a song that I’ll never forget:


All drums that are dispersed 
Let’s put our shoulders together 
To make life more beautiful

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Twa Tanbou (World Premiere) - University of Miami Chorale

Dominus Vobiscum

Gran Mèt-la avèk nou 
Li la nan mitan nou 
Li la nan fon kè nou 
Amen, Amen, Aleluya.

Depi nan tan benmbo 
Nap mache, nap chèche, nap mande: 
Ki lè, ki tan, ki jou, 
Limiè-a va leve pou vin delivre nou? 
Limiè lapè-a, 
Limiè la verite-a, 
Limiè la joua-a, 
Limiè lespwa-a, 
Limiè lanmou-a, 
Limiè la vi-a.

Jodia an nou chante: 
“Dominus vobiscum”

Gran Mèt-la avèk nou 
Li la nan mitan nou 
Li la nan fon kè nou 
Amen, Amen, Aleluya. 

Mache, chèche, mande: 
Li la nan mitan nou 
Mache, chèche, mande: 
Li la nan fon kè nou.

Amen, Amen, Aleluya

-Gabriel T. Guillaume

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The Lord be with you

The Lord is with us 
He is among us 
He is in the depths of our hearts 
Amen, Amen, Alleluia.

Since the beginning of time 
We have been searching, seeking, asking: 
When will the light come, at last, to deliver us? 
The light of peace, 
The light of truth, 
The light of joy, 
The light of hope, 
The light of love, 
The light of life.

Today, let us all sing: 
“Dominus vobiscum”

The Lord is with us 
He is among us 
He is in the depths of our hearts 
Amen, Amen, Alleluia.

Search, seek, ask: 
He is among us 
Search, seek, ask: 
He is in the depths of our hearts.

Amen, Amen, Alleluia.

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Dominus Vobiscum by Sydney Guillaume - RSVP Choir

English Poetic Translation: 

I see the love flow in the eyes of the mother;
Tenderness and joy have overcome the father. 
Through the eyes of their very first born,
I discover hope, I contemplate the future. 

He is beautiful, full of life and full of promise;
He is beautiful, full of life, and a carrier of hope.
Akeem, Akeem… the voice of the future.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem is his name.

Life on the wings of love
Once again burst out the sweet symphony.
This splendor exploded time
For us to discover the buds of spring.

He is beautiful, full of life and full of promise;
He is beautiful, full of life, and a carrier of hope.
Akeem, Akeem… the voice of the future.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem is his name.

The birth of a child is an expression of love, 
A carrier of joy, of hope and of peace.
The birth of a child renews the world
And the voices of the future will sing forever.

Akeem, Akeem… the voice of the future.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem is his name.

The birth of a child, that is the hope for tomorrow!
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This composition is dedicated to my first nephew and godson, Akeem Guillaume. 

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French Text by Gabriel T. Guillaume: 

Je vois jaillir l’amour dans les yeux de la mère;
La tendresse et la joie ont envahi le père.
À travers les regards de leur tout premier-né,
Je découvre l’espoir, je contemple l’avenir.

Il est beau, plein de vie et rempli de promesses;
Il est beau, plein de vie et porteur d’espérance.
Akeem, Akeem… la voix du futur.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem est son nom.

La vie encore une fois sur les ailes de l’amour
A laissé éclater la douce symphonie.
La splendeur du présent a explosé le temps
Pour nous faire découvrir les bourgeons du printemps.

Il est beau, plein de vie et rempli de promesses;
Il est beau, plein de vie et porteur d’espérance.
Akeem, Akeem… la voix du futur.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem est son nom.

La naissance d’un enfant, expression de l’amour,
Est porteuse de joie, d’espérance et de paix. 
La naissance d’un enfant renouvelle le monde
Et les voix du futur chanteront à jamais.

Akeem, Akeem… la voix du futur.
Akeem, Akeem… Akeem est son nom.

La naissance d’un enfant c’est l’espoir pour demain!

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Miami Children's Chorus.
Timothy A. Sharp, Conductor. 
World Premiere Performance.
New World Center, Miami Beach
May 11, 2013

AKEEM (The Birth of a Child) - World Premiere - Miami Children's Chorus

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Praised by the Miami Herald for their “impressive maturity and striking melodic distinction”, Sydney Guillaume’s compositions are known to be intricate, challenging and yet highly spirited. They promote human values and are full of heart and passion. His compositions continually enthrall choirs everywhere and have been performed around the world. They have been featured at numerous conferences and international festivals like the American Choral Directors Association (ACDA), the World Choir Games and Ireland’s Cork International Choral Festival. He is an active member of the choral community as a composer, singer, clinician and conductor. Guillaume also writes film music – he has written original film and documentary scores for the Los Angeles based company Loyola Productions.

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