This is one of his songs in Lingala translated
All pleasure that I got in the cradle of my mom is above all other pleasure i have gotten in other beds I have slept in.
If you were still alive, I would ask you to make me revive those moments.
You had never borne to see me crying and you smiling.
You had never borne to see me sleepless and you got sleep.
You had never borne that mosquito bother me, when I fell sick, you stay up till the morning.
Since you passed away, I feel abandoned. Your reward, to who should I give it?
Even when I cry, no one is there to pamper me,
This is the reason why I sing this song for you Mother (name of her mother).
The taste of my mom’s breast milk overtakes the taste of all recipes of cordon blues I have ever tasted.
Even if there was no oil or tomatoes, that had more taste than meats.
Since you passed away, I don’t have appetite, I eat only to make happy my mouth.
The advices of my mom were free from report, free from registration fees but they were precious than the lessons given by my teachers and lecturers. Mom if you were still alive, I would ask that you become the minister of Education. All courts and jails would close their doors because people with bad manners would never exist.
Today, I have been thinking about you because my birthday is near. Guests are going to eat and drink. You my craftwoman you are not here.
Where you are, if you find a mean, send me a wish card or even a flower. My happiness will be doubled.
The party of today is yours
As doctors make Hippocratic Oath, my oath is that you ‘re still my mom.
Mom if you were still alive, I would ask you to make me revive those moments. Mom if you were still alive, I would ask you to make revive those moments.
I consulate myself with (name of her mother)who looks like you.