Àfrica
La Unión Lyrics
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pero no sé
Johny se hacía por todos llamar
lo quiso él
un príncipe negro en la ciudad
que en la vieja Europa se movía como un rey.
Africa espera su momento
Africa yo no
Africa yo no.
No consiguieron sus padres sacar
con un ritual
el duende que le obligaba a marchar
a otro lugar
una noche de esas escapó
cuando fue a cruzar el mar
en voz alta pensó.
Africa espera su momento
Africa yo no
Africa tal vez tú puedes esperar
Africa yo no.
Un príncipe negro en la ciudad
que en los bajos fondos se movía como un rey.
Africa espera su momento
Africa yo no
Africa tal vez tú puedas esperar
Africa yo no
Africa, Africa...
The lyrics to La Unión's song Africa tell a story of a man named Muley, also known as Johny, who identifies as a black prince in the city. Muley's parents tried to perform a ritual to remove a spirit that was causing him to leave for another place, but he ultimately escapes to cross the sea. The chorus speaks of Africa waiting for its moment, but the singer cannot wait for it. Muley/Jonhy is portrayed as someone who moves like a king in both the old Europe and the city's underworld. The lyrics are evocative and create a sense of longing and disconnection from the singer's home continent.
Line by Line Meaning
Piensa que su nombre era Muley pero no sé
I know his name was Muley, but I'm not entirely sure.
Johny se hacía por todos llamar lo quiso él
He chose to go by Johny, and everyone called him that.
Un príncipe negro en la ciudad que en la vieja Europa se movía como un rey.
He was a black prince in the city, and in old Europe, he moved around like a king.
Africa espera su momento Africa yo no
Africa may be waiting for him, but he's not waiting for it.
Africa tal vez tú puedas esperar Africa yo no.
Maybe Africa can wait, but he can't.
No consiguieron sus padres sacar con un ritual el duende que le obligaba a marchar a otro lugar una noche de esas escapó cuando fue a cruzar el mar en voz alta pensó.
His parents couldn't expel the spirit that compelled him to leave, and so one night, he escaped and thought aloud when he crossed the sea.
Un príncipe negro en la ciudad que en los bajos fondos se movía como un rey.
He was a black prince in the city, and in the underworld, he moved around like a king.
Africa espera su momento Africa yo no
Africa may be waiting for him, but he's not waiting for it.
Africa tal vez tú puedas esperar Africa yo no
Maybe Africa can wait, but he can't.
Africa, Africa...
Africa, Africa...
Contributed by Leah F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.