Iyáñlá, Iyáñlá, IyáÑlá, Iyáñlá, Iyá±lá
Our grandmother,
She was a pure black woman and beautiful
That came to us from Africa
Iyáñalá brought her meals
She brought us her flavor
Our grandmother's blood
It is part of our radiance
But today she is crying
For her children who deny her
They do not know the blood in her veins
And that breaks her heart
And that breaks your heart
(Chorus) I recognize my grandmother, and where is your grandmother?
(Pregón)
(Chorus) I recognize my grandmother, and where is your grandmother? is she?
(Pregón)
(Chorus) And your grandmother, where is she?
(Pregón)
(Chorus) And your grandmother, where is she?
(Pregón)
(Chorus) And where is your grandmother?
(Pregón)
(Chorus) And where is your grandmother?
(Chorus) The one who doesn't has from Congo, has from CarabalÃ.
(Pregón)
(Chorus) He who does not have from Congo, has from CarabalÃ.
(Pregón)
(Chorus) He who does not It has from Congo, it has from CarabalÃ.
(Pregón)
Give him Charlie Swing! Break the Bongo that you are black CarabalÃ
(Chorus) It has CarabalÃ. (x4)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)
(Chorus) It is my inheritance
(Pregón)

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