Rooted in the Red Clay

[Intro] Humming hello from the old port breeze, oh-ka-lè, oh-ka-lè Dusty lanes glow with lantern light, life moves at a steady beat [Verse 1] We gather where the market sings, as bicycles glide by slow Grandmothers count the memories, grandfathers smile in a row Kids trade stories in creole, laughter warming the square Hands joined like the bread we bake, we breathe in rugged care [Pre-Chorus] Heartbeats drum a rhythm of home, in every fork and street Neighbors lend a shoulder, every face a friendly meet [Chorus] Rooted in the red clay of the morning sun We rise with the tide till the day is won We pass the spark from heart to hand, we run To a future dreamed in the glow of one [Verse 2] Baskets swing with mango gold, the sea keeps Its own pace Old songs circle the courtyard, memory stitched in lace Traffic hums like a distant choir, kids dancing in the rain We tell our stories softly, we heal a little pain [Pre-Chorus] Hands clap in time with the ocean sighs, a chorus gently true We lift each other higher, in every small breakthrough [Chorus] Rooted in the red clay of the morning sun We rise with the tide till the day is won We pass the spark from heart to hand, we run To a future dreamed in the glow of one [Bridge] From Port-au-Prince to the vines of the hills, we carry courage bold We sing of kin and memory, and the warmth we hold [Chorus] Rooted in the red clay of the morning sun We rise with the tide till the day is won We pass the spark from heart to hand, we run To a future dreamed in the glow of one [Outro] So listen to the rhythm, let the harbor breeze unfold We are the story carried in the chest of souls who know