I'm here outside the home of Jean-Bertrand Aristide, the house he hasn't seen for seven years, but tens of thousands of people have followed him here from the airport. They are, as I'm looking, storming over the walls of the house and over the gate, despite the fact there's razor wire all over the placeThere is a carnival atmosphere here. People are dancing in the streets, wearing his face on their T-shirt, waving flags with his face on and saying "Our father has returned home."
我现在就在亚里斯提的家外。他已经七年没有看到自己的房子了，但是数万名支持者从机场一直跟到这里。他们涌到这所房子的围墙和门前，尽管周围都是铁丝网。现场是一片狂欢的气氛。人们在街道上载歌载舞，身穿印有亚里斯提头像的T恤衫，挥舞着印有亚里斯提头像的旗帜，高呼“我们的国父回国了。”
