Baayo (the Orphan) – Baaba Maal – letras

If God could turn me into a pigeonA golden pigeon or a turtle doveI could fly to my homelandAt DouwayraBack home where my folks areIf God could give me everything I wish forLong life, happiness and prosperityThen I would live always besideThose who are dear to meMy parents and my friendsWhile I was in FranceLearning more about art and lifeOne terrible phone callSummoned me homeWhere I foundMy mother was already dead and buriedOrphan, Orphan, OrphanMama, Mama, Mama, my darling motherPapa, Papa, Papa, my dear fatherOh Mother most kindOh Father full of pityWhat sadness when they goHow sacred is the familyMama, Mama, Mama AissataSamba Boubou Yacine WadeMother of Fatou, mother of MamaMother of Laye Malle and of ChilloOf Ndeye Khar and of Ndeye GayeOf Hameth Malle and Baaba Baidy Baaba DebboAh Mama Aissata Khar Sano Saar and Nar SarrAh Aissata Samba Boubou YacineAh Mama!