Once again, the orishas are stuck and are here,
So that they do not say that they have stayed in pari,
So that they do not continue commenting
My side is already here,
If this It's yours, pick it up
Now it's my turn,
One, two, three where is it, which one is
The one they say should beheaded,
Because look, I have the desire
To download a tea
But without hands only with art
So that you learn, I say your recipe
Who told you? that I got lost
With so many things that I have to say
I know what you are
Who told you? that I got lost
With so many things that I have to say
I know what you are
You know that I have the point of use that you,
My howitzer cannon leaves you stay still,
This is not going to stop, it is not going to end
No no no, no no no who fails it
I am full of compact
Let you know Cuba is my homeland asere,
This did not start today, take what I give you
I give I give gasoline
For those who are out of tune,
Vaseline to relax
The toad is at the top and no there are those who come down
The rooster wants me to cut you
Chorus
It is always commented
Everyone wants to talk,
It is like food like air to breathe,< br/>It is said that the orishas
They no longer give for more, I repeat
That gold, silver and fame
They are going to knock them down, what will
Sincerity no longer can be found,
Bad art and good taste cannot be married,
The good or handsome ones have
We have to pay attention,
Long live luck
And let luck die bad intention
Chorus
What do I have to do
So that you relax, so that you relax
So that you respect sir
What do I have to do< br/>So that you relax, so that you relax
So that you respect sir
What do I have to do
So that you relax, so that you relax
So 'may you respect sir

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