He who does not have a sonero in his heart
Let him not sing a son
He who does not know how to dance it as it is
Let him not move a foot
He who never wanted to hear to Matamoros
And he never sang a chorus to his son from the hill
Let him not sing it now
And he who never wanted the barbarian of rhythm
To the great Benny Moré, what a bad Cuban he is
Because the son is from Cuba
And he who feels Cuban
Carries it in his heart
(The son is still there Â)
In the 50s and in 2000
(The son is still there)
Don't put it in the bimba
(The son is still there)
Don't change his shirt
(The son is still there)
Leave him as a guyabera
That's how the people love him
How Arsenio played it
In my grandfather's time
Wow, enjoy it
To sing it with your heart
To sing it with your heart
To sing it with your heart
To sing it with your heart ³n
(The son is still there)
Keep ringing, keep ringing
(The son is still there)
Listen to me, I know
That I know what I'm telling you
(the son is still there)
The son is alive, the son is alive, the son is alive
(the son is still there)
Oh, it's not Cuban, it's not Cuban
He who doesn't dance son, my friend
(The son is still there)< br/>The son is still there, he is still there
(The son is still there)
I don't want, I don't want, I want them to change his shirt
(The son is still ahÃÂ, the son is still there)
(The son is still there, the son is still there)
The son is the most sublime
(The son is still there)
To entertain the soul
(The son is still there)
And with the son of the hill, gentleman
(The son is still there )
I would like to die, sugar
(The son is still there)
Dance now with my son
Dance now with my son
Dance now with my son
Dance it, the son is still there

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