From December to December
Clarens Renois December in erasure Christmas laid bare Gunfire everywhere Curfew for all Smells of sulfur Trail of powder No stars in the eyes Rain of bullets in the skies Here it doesn't snow In shelters children are cold December laid bare Dreams in miniature Stores without decorations In the streets only dead No luminous cascades Nor joyful garlands
By La Rédaction · Port-au-Prince · · 2 min read · Updated 24 April 2026
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Christmas laid bare
Gunfire everywhere
Curfew for all Smells of sulfur
Trail of powder
No stars in the eyes
Rain of bullets in the skies Here it doesn't snow
In shelters children are cold December laid bare
Dreams in miniature Stores without decorations
In the streets only dead
No luminous cascades
Nor joyful garlands December laid bare
Christmas in erasure No stars in the eyes
Curfew everywhere
The Magi have lost their gifts
The Orient, gold and frankincense Christmas despair
Children wandering
No lit lantern
Neither sweets nor pastries No choir in closed churches
Above heads hover drones
Manno, Mika and Desrose no longer sing
For children it's a gloomy Christmas No illuminated nativity scenes
Nor laden fir trees
No Christmas Eve feast nor midnight mass
With empty stomachs children will sleep all night Dreams laid bare
Christmas in miniature Next December
With open hearts
In the neighborhoods and ghettos
More beautiful days will come Next year in all the shops
Treats will return
Grilled corn and sweets
In the squares dance and music Colors, smiles all season
Light in all homes
Next year fir trees will stand tall
For children songs and Christmas Eve feast CHRISTMAS WILL BE BEAUTIFUL Next December
There will be sunshine
Peace in abundance
And a rain of stars in the sky CHRISTMAS WILL BE MORE BEAUTIFUL
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