Let the rain drops touch your skin
Be young tonight.
Sway your hips; let the drum beats guide them,
Feel the wind caressing your passion
Dare to be what they fear.
Fly my friends, your soul needs to fly,
Worry not of the morning to come, for surely
It will bring its despair; the night is all you have
So be reckless and enjoy the night.
Micheline Jean Louis