Papá Se Fue en un Barco (feat. Arroba Nat)

Dad left on a boat
Dressed as a woman
Dad went to Costa Rica
For the good of Tula
And mine too

I was born in the middle of a conflict
American Dictatorship
Where jungles unravel
The seams of love

Nicaragua was the landscape
That kept my fresh little eye
The open panorama
When Dad escaped

Dad left on a boat
Dressed as a woman
Dad went to Costa Rica
For the good of Tula
And mine too

It docked at a pier
Near Saint Teresa
Lola's Waters
Says she never saw her

After a few months
We met again at the river
Dad, Tula and the kids
We migrated south

Dad left on a boat
Dressed as a woman
Dad went to Costa Rica
For the good of Tula
And mine too

For the good of Tula
And mine too

Forgive me, my wounded people
For leaving you behind
My children are growing up now
In the Central Valley