I am sitting still
I think of Angeline
Her mother's voice over me
And the bullets in the war where it fell silent
And on a thousandth hill,
I think of Albertine
There in her eyes what I don't see
With my eyes
Rwanda, now that I have seen
I am responsible
Faith without deeds is dead
Now that I have held you in my own arms
I cannot let go til you are
I am on a plane
Across a distant sea
But I carry you in me
In the dust on, the dust on, the dust on,
The dust on, the dust on my feet
I will tell the world
I will tell them where I've been
I will keep my word
I will tell them, Albertine
I am on a stage
A thousand eyes on me
I will tell them Albertine
I will tell them Albertine