La Clé Des Champs
Lokua Kanza
The Key to the Fields
You won't be mad at me, say
Yesterday if I left
I folded my life calmly
And I took off to the fields
Some said and repeated
That I had abandoned everything
But that's not it at all
I only abandon myself
In a country where it was mild
I left my little stones
I had too much tenderness
In my hands
All too heavy to carry
All without being able to speak
All too heavy to carry
You'll forgive me if
To get where I am
I have to go through paths
Where I walk alone
In this country with no name
I buried deep in a hole
Both indifference and forgetting of our lives
In this country where the air is so warm
I took as gifts
Everything that hindered our steps
Down here
All too heavy to carry
All without being able to speak
All too heavy to carry
All that made me decide
Don't be mad at me if I left far from here
Too far too far from us, too far, too far from everything
Don't be mad
All too heavy to carry
Don't be mad
All too heavy to carry
