Verse 1
Who am I, a traveler from afar,
From India’s heart to Trinidad’s star,
On the Fazal Razak, I made my way,
With spices and stories, in the sun’s warm sway.

Chorus
Curry and roti, flavors divine,
In temples and mosques, our spirits entwine,
Though English now flows, and the sari’s replaced,
We carry our roots, in our hearts they’re embraced.

Verse 2
Hindu and Islam, a blend so sweet,
In the rhythm of life, our cultures meet,
No longer the tongue of my mother’s song,
But in this new land, I still feel I belong.

Chorus
Curry and roti, flavors divine,
In temples and mosques, our spirits entwine,
Though English now flows, and the sari’s replaced,
We carry our roots, in our hearts they’re embraced.

Bridge
Western attire, but the soul stays bright,
In every celebration, we dance in the light,
Let’s not forget where we came from, my friend,
In unity and love, our stories transcend.

Chorus
Curry and roti, flavors divine,
In temples and mosques, our spirits entwine,
Though English now flows, and the sari’s replaced,
We carry our roots, in our hearts they’re embraced.

Outro
Who am I, a tapestry spun,
From India to Trinidad, we’re all one,
With every spice, every prayer, every song,
In this vibrant land, together we belong.