Koumbó

Koumbo koumbo la la
Koumbo koumbo la la
Paradise can be found in Trinidad

Koumbo koumbo la la
Koumbo koumbo la la
And everyone dreams of going to Trinidad

Koumbo koumbo la yi
Koumbo koumbo la ye
The Black folks sing when they go to work

Koumbo koumbo la yi
Koumbo koumbo la ye
If a mixed-race woman awaits them at the end

The poor sad Black man returns home
How he works, how he works
Those slave drivers who almost kill him
If they don't pay him, he's off to Trinidad