El blues del esclavo [English translation]

Being black

Is a color

But being a slave

I don't stomach it

It wears me out

To work so much all day long

The lands of the damned lord

The fellows

Think alike

Of there's a Spatacus

Who doesn't waste time

And changes this

Or we all go back to Gambia

From Kunta Kinte to today

Little improvements

Let's see if now with the civil war

They admit our cotton union

That namely

Wants to obtain

Sunday free days, a normal income

Two bonuses, a holiday month

And a pension after retirement

To be treated

With dignity

Like fellows

Emigrants

To end with

The wipes

The lord's whips

And the droit de seigneur

And who feels like it, go back

To Senegal

To run naked on the jungle

With the wife and the boy

To go natural

Raising neck and forehead

Like sister ostrich

For not being told

That we're zulus

To sing this blues

• Artist:Mecano
• Album:Descanso Dominical (1988)