Bisabuelo - Kapanga

Hace cien años llego mi bisabuelo

Para un futuro busacar en este suelo

Hay hambre y hay dolor

Su alma esta marcada por la guerra

Europa quedó atras

Llegaban de a montones a estas tierras

Dijeron que ibas a sufrir

-te fue bien ahora me voy del pais

-¿y por qué?, Porque esta todo mal

No puedo trabajar, Y por eso me tengo que ir

Querido bisabuelo si vivieras no entenderias

Por buscar un futuro mejor

A tu tierra natal yo me fui

Para soñar, para vivir, para crear un mundo nuevo

-¡Bisabuelo!, viniste al pedo

One hundred years ago my great-grandfather arrived

For a future search in this soil

There is hunger and there is pain

Her soul of hers is scarred by war

Europe was left behind

They came in droves to these lands

They said you were going to suffer

-You did well now I'm leaving the country

-And why? Because everything is wrong

I can't work, and that's why I have to go

Dear great-grandfather, if you were alive, you would not understand.

For looking for a better future

To your homeland I went

To dream, to live, to create a new world

-Great-grandfather!, you came to fart