Dagombas en Tamale [English translation]

We are the owners of nothing

The ones that don't appear in the fairy tales

We construct the dream palace with mud

We don't have anything, and yet we've got everything

When you are missing things, you make something up

If there is no horse, I ride a cart

We find a way since the womb

Like crabs, who breathe without having a nose

We make wonders with what falls from the sky

We cool it in the river if there's no ice

And we feel like the kings of Castilla

We shine what doesn't shine

Without a bullet, prepared for war

We learned to plant without soil

Top notch, but unexpensive

Like academy dancers, but barefoot

We did it without amplifiers

Why would we want radios if here there are drums?! Hey!

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

Why would we want radios if here there are drums?! Hey!

Come in without a key, the party is open

Our houses don't have a door

And the colonizer that doesn't steal be not afraid

Here witches fly without a broom

Champions without winning the cup

If there are no clothes

Let the soup keep us warm

Here we knit without a thread

Everything is possible

We move without fuel

There is no glue, but there is saliva

Everything adds up

We make foam without soap

Under the rain, without an umbrella

We are rowing in an empty lake

We learned to filter coffee without a coffe maker

And to go up even if there are no stairs

We invent inventions

Here one has tondance

Because there is no seat to sit on

We did it without amplifiers

Why would we want radios if here there are drums?! Hey!

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

There's no caviar here, but there is corn

Why would we want radios if here there are drums?! Hey!

• Artist:Residente
• Album:Residεntә (2017)