Douala, my river city, Town of the fresh fishes, Cradle of the Wouri River, Economic capital of my country Cameroon, I will never forget your memories. City of the fighters, Valiant soldier of the World War I You have shed blood for the freedom of my country. Far from my eyes, but near to my heart, I miss the song of your birds during morning sunrises. However, the view of the Chicago shores reminds me of your river.