Since I recognize your song and the drawing on your loom
I address to you, sweet Calypso, this thought of mine,
I am not an austere divinity, but only a man who is following the path
illuminated by your immense statue.
Give freedom for your beloved hero, welcomed and then nourished
now he is very sad, you know, he wants his land back
even if the night was so hot below the flag of stars.
Now a boat has built under the red and merciless sun
has raised the white sail and waits serenely
for your breath of wind.
Gives freedom for the your beloved hero, friend of your dreams,
now he has woken up, you know, he cannot wait for the day,
even if the night was so warm under the banner of stars.

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