Based on Margarita Rivera's full Chupate el Bombon de canela. Lyrics by Javier Lazo/ Bomba Campo de
In my grandmother's alley
Love is cinnamon
In my grandmother's alley
Everything is inspiration.
1 . Heaven wanted it to be born
Between the coconut and the pot
I wanted with my song
And I arrived to Nueva Yó
Mayoral.
In my grandmother's alley
Love is cinnamon
In my grandmother's alley
Everything is inspiration.
2. I say it with the fullness
With my full dream I
I tell you there is no condemnation
If you are born in Colora alley.
In my grandmother's alley
Love is cinnamon
In my grandmother's alley
Everything is inspiration.
3.In the Marujita alley
Hang your love letters
In the alley makes you fall in love
A boy who passed by.
My cholita.
In my grandmother's alley
Love is made of cinnamon
In my grandmother's alley
Everything is inspiration.
4. With a clean face I tell you
A verse in prayer
With a clean face I tell you
With a full face I dance
Holy shit.
In my grandmother's alley
Love is made of cinnamon
In my grandmother's alley
Everything is inspiration.
Suck on the cinnamon bombom
I know you will like it (bis)< br/>You go to the beach
And you give me a sea bath
When you get out of that bath
Azuquita you will find
Mayoral
Suck the candy...
Campo I live sad
Campo I live sad
every day suffering more
oh God what will happen to me
if I don't dance this bomb
I'm going to die
Field field field
of my life
every day suffering more
oh God, what will become of me
yes I don't dance this bomb
I'm going to die.
Field I carry you
in my memories
like the perfume carries the flower
I dream of your valleys, your mountains
field of Puerto Rico
I carry you in my heart
e e e bomb bomb
from my borinquen
oh look if I don't dance it
I'm going to die
What I bring you
bomba and plena
bomba and plena
so that you can dance to it
and enjoy it (bis)

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