No Home

I thought I had an origin country A place to call home I thought I was just like you all Could be free to touch my land Step on what could belong to me Never to know myself, Until the told me No home for me, No home for us We know there's war in that place We know that there's the hand of genocide Informed about the killings Informed about the situation But who are you and what is proven Your saying is true ? na zangi mboka nazangi libota soki mabele ezoluka ba wé po b' habiter yango wana koloba na zangi mboka mangaya joe mike . nous voulons pouvoir manger du pain et non de mots rofflanteh . mon amour est plus fort que t ‘ haine . meme si tu me condamne l'histoire m'absoudra It prooves not, no place No home for me, no home for us