There's a party in the bohÃÂo
From compadre Don Ramón
There's a party in the bohÃÂo
From compadre Don Ramón
It's already on the floor ºto the suck
The crowd is already arriving
Today the bohó is coming down
It is a saint of Don Ramón
And the dancers are arriving, comay
On the clogged roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the clogged roads
The bongó, the tiple and the güiro
They have not stopped playing
The bongó, the tiple and the güiro
They haven't stopped playing
Because that's what quajiros are like
They don't have time to finish
It's peasant custom
Since colonial times
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
Now the Comadre Caruca
She made the stove out of three stones
Comadre Caruca now makes the stove
Out of three stones she made the stove
The cassava is already sancochí
br/>The mojo for the piglet is ready
And Juan Ramón went in search
For green and pintón plantains
And arriving dancers, comay
On the jammed roads
And arriving dancers, comay
On the jammed roads
Today he wears his guayabera
His gaiter and his machete
Today He shows off his guayabera
His gaiter and his machete
The guajiros and the sitiera
That decorate the guateque
Today the stools are broken
And the talanquera falls down
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
Many people need to come
Because the stove is packed
And dancers arriving, comay
On the clogged roads
Comadre Caruca, keep your tail well
For those who arrive late
And dancers arriving, comay
On the clogged roads
Hey, close the talanquera soon
Because the pig is spoiled
br/>And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
I have four doves
In a round fountain
And dancers arriving, comay
On the clogged roads
They all give each other their buchitos, mamma
And no one gets angry
And the dancers arrive, comay
On the clogged roads
And the dancers arrive, comay
And the roads are, â⬠½Atoscaosââ¬Â
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads
And dancers arriving, comay
On the jammed roads

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