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Rain

Çantamarta

Lluvia

Y ya, ya ya y ya, ya ya, ya ya
Y ya, ya ya, ya ya, ya ya

Me cayó la noche, la noche oscura
Trago de aguardiente pa' la noche oscura
Métele curura, métele curura
Métele curura, métele curura

Gotica de lluvia, lluvia
Soy la enfermedad, también tengo la cura
Trago de aguardiente pa' la noche oscura
Trago de anisado pal' calor que dura

Mete sabrosura, métele curura
Que con mi melaza, calma tu amargura
No te hagas el loco, no te hagas el Willie
Vientos y timbales como el viejo Willy

Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Mi negra lo sabe todo y no pregunta na'

Dime cómo es, dime qué e' lo que
¿Qué dijiste ayer?
Que me voy parce, que me voy parce
Que me voy, me voy, me voy, me voy pa' no volver

Dime cómo es, dime qué e' lo que
¿Qué dijiste ayer?
Que me voy parce, que me voy parce
Que me voy, me voy, me voy, me voy pa' jamás volver

Métele boleta
Eres Moralito, yo soy tu Zuleta
Suena en madrugada la bulla 'e escopeta
Te verán llorando en Cayo Pantaleta

Métele boleta, métele bandera
Hora pico pega en Plaza Venezuela
Llama a to's tus panas, llama a toda la escuela
Mera rola, brother, esto sí es candela

Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Mi negra lo sabe todo y no pregunta na'

Keloke wa keloke lowa que
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Keloke wa keloke lowa que (que, que, que)
Mi negra lo sabe todo y no pregunta na'

Y no pregunta na'
Y no pregunta na'
Y no pregunta na'
Y no pregunta na'
Ya lo sabe todo y no te dice na'

Y no te dice na'
Y no te dice na'
Y no te dice na

Rain

And now, now and now, now, now, now
And now, now, now, now, now

Night fell on me, the dark night
Shot of aguardiente for the dark night
Add some curura, add some curura
Add some curura, add some curura

Rain gothic, rain
I am the disease, I also have the cure
Shot of aguardiente for the dark night
Aniseed shot for the lasting heat

Add some flavor, add some curura
With my molasses, calm your bitterness
Don't act crazy, don't act like Willie
Winds and timbales like old Willy

What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
My black girl knows everything and doesn't ask anything

Tell me how it is, tell me what it is
What did you say yesterday?
That I'm leaving, that I'm leaving
That I'm leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving to never return

Tell me how it is, tell me what it is
What did you say yesterday?
That I'm leaving, that I'm leaving
That I'm leaving, leaving, leaving, leaving to never return

Add some ticket
You're Moralito, I'm your Zuleta
Gunshots sound in the early morning
They'll see you crying in Cayo Pantaleta

Add some ticket, add some flag
Rush hour hits Plaza Venezuela
Call all your buddies, call the whole school
Pure track, brother, this is fire

What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
My black girl knows everything and doesn't ask anything

What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
What's up, what's up, what's up, what
My black girl knows everything and doesn't ask anything

And doesn't ask anything
And doesn't ask anything
And doesn't ask anything
And doesn't ask anything
She already knows everything and doesn't tell you anything

And doesn't tell you anything
And doesn't tell you anything
And doesn't tell you anything

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