Masuwa ekonana Loseba ebeti. Masuwa ekonana Bolingo mpe enani. Masuwa ebungi oh na kati ya Londende Bolingo mpe ebungi na kati ya londende. Ngai na libongo naleli ii oh Mbole, Mama.
The boat goes upstream. The siren sounds. The boat goes upstream, and my love does too. The boat has disappeared in the mist, and my love has also disappeared in the mist. Standing on the riverbank, I cried Mbole, dear.
Chérie okendeke malamu Mbole e Elaka okomelaka ngai soki okomi Nayeba bolingo obosani ngai te oh Nandima bolingo ata ndele okozonga.Nazali se kozela mokolo masuwa ekozongaNgai awa ata sango ya mpamba Jeannie oh mama oh.
My love, Mbole, have a good tripPromise me to write as soon as you arrive,I know that my love has not forgotten meSo that I believe, my love, that sooner or later you will come backI am waiting for the day the boat will come back. I am here waiting for even a simple word, oh Jeannie, oh dear.
Ebale mozindo ekati ngamboMatiti ekotiola, babwato ekotiolaKasi bolingo na ngai enani se konana. Nazali se kozela mokolo masuwa ekozonga. Ngai awa, nabeli basoucis ya lamulu, oh mama.
The deep river stretches from one bank to the other The grasses go down the stream, and the canoes too, But, my beloved, she goes up, back up always.I'm only waiting for the day the boat will come back. I'm here suffering from love sickness, oh dear
Lelo nakanisi yo mingi Jeannie,Na nse ya kwiti nabandi nde kolota:'olalisi moto na lipeka na ngaiOlobeli ngai liloba na mwa likukuma.Dis Jeannie, oh ndoto ya kwiti oh mawa mingi oh
Today I thought about you a lot Jeannie,In my drunken stupor, I started to dream:You put your head on my shoulderAnd you said things to me while whispering a little.Friend Jeannie, it was only a dream due to drunkenness, ah, what a great misfortune
Masuwa ememeli ngai bolingo, a Nzambe...Nabenga nani, lolemu emesanaNkombo ya Mbole oh matoyi emesanaMongongo ya Mbole, matoyi emesana.Ngai dis Jeannie nazingi maboko na basoucis, oh mama
The boat takes my love, oh my God... What other familiar name to conjure up? Mbole's name still echoes in my ears. Mbole's voice still echoes in my ears.Friend Jeannie, I stay there, arms crossed in despair, oh dear.
Eloko esali ngai makanisi, dis Jeannie Tovandi bambula, tovandi mpe basanza Tovandi baposo, Tovandi mpe mikoloTomesani bolingo na mode ya liboma.Dis Jeannie oh natangi baplafond na basoucis oh mama.
Friend Jeannie, worries make me sadWe have lived together for so many days and weeksSo many weeks, so many years, we loved each other madly.Friend Jeannie, I am staring at the ceiling tiles with sadness.
Photo otikela ngai na libongo ohNa kati ya motema, ekoma nde elili Namonaka nzela nyoso nakokende.Nabelela na mosika elili ebungi.Dis Jeannie, nabeli basoucis ya lamulu, oh mama oh.
The picture you left me on the riverbankHas become a living image in my heart.I see it everywhere I go.But when I call you away, immediately the image disappearsFriend Jeannie, I'm here suffering from the pain of love.Eloko oyo bolingo ezanga miso Moto oyo okolinga, akolinga yo te o Oyo okoboya akolinga yo mingi oOyo okokima akolanda yo mingi ohEtumbu oh, oyo bampasi ya lamulu o tokomonakaMama miye na lewa, oh mama ohMama nakokufa...
What we call love is really blinded:The person you love doesn't love you. The one you refuse loves you a lotThe one you avoid follows you a lot. What tortures The problems of love that we endure. Oh dear, I am getting drunk. Oh dear, I am dying.
By Rhumba Commissioner
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