مولد صوت AI مجاني IBRAHIM TRAORE من Fish Audio

Listen carefully, Western powers. Your economic threats don't shake us. Burkina Faso isn't your playground anymore. Our resources belong to our people, our destiny belongs in African hands. The days of colonial manipulation are over. Our revolution continues, stronger than ever.

My fellow citizens, today I stand before you with grave news. Our nation faces challenges that test our resolve. But know this: every drop of blood shed on our soil strengthens our determination. We will not bow to those who seek to destabilize our beloved Burkina Faso.

Brothers and sisters, the time for action is now. Our revolution is not just for Burkina Faso, but for all of Africa. We must stand together, shoulder to shoulder, and show the world that we will no longer accept exploitation of our resources and people.

Brothers and sisters, today we gather to celebrate not just our achievements, but our awakening. Africa rises not as a whisper, but as a mighty voice. Our ancestors' dreams flow through our veins, and their wisdom guides our steps. We are the children of kings, reborn in glory.

Today I stand before you as a witness to Africa's awakening. We are no longer the continent that bows its head in silence. Our voices rise like thunder across our sacred lands, and our determination burns brighter than the Saharan sun.

Look at our resources, our gold, our diamonds. Why do we remain poor while others profit from our wealth? We cannot continue to accept this colonial system. The youth of Africa must rise up and take control of our destiny. The time for real independence has come.

Quand ils parlent de démocratie, ils oublient que c'est nous qui définissons notre destin. L'Afrique n'est plus leur terrain de jeu. Ils nous parlent de liberté mais veulent décider pour nous. Cette époque est révolue. Nous sommes un peuple debout, fier et souverain.

You send us experts, consultants from World Bank. They stay in luxury hotels, write reports, tell us how to manage our gold, our resources. But where does our gold go? To your vaults, your banks. You call this development aid? This is modern colonialism.