Land of rythm,Land of joy.
Your deep waters quenches your thrist.
Land of brave defiant wariors,
Your children snatched their right from the wolf 's teeth.
Land of peace,
Irons coughes to set your children apart,
you confuse your aggressor with love.
For love is all you know.
Blood is neither in your heart nor hands.
Land of the Great Baluba,The Great Bakongo,
The Great Ba swahili,The Great Bangala,The Great....
Land of Great.....
Land of beauty.
Your Flag always waved high,
Your light never dims
Your dawn is to set.
A roaster awaken readies to announce a day
So many have died to defend,
So many have died to preach,
So many have died to dream,
A Congolese Day.
Congo pride of Congolese,
you children eat from their sweat.
Vive le Congo