Rinkinkalla
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla rinkinkalla
Pa` la gente que no sabe
Rinkinkalla
Pero para esta mulata, no hay cuento que valga
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla
Yo naci en la habana vieja, me crio la ñia teresa
Mi padre fue blanco claro, mi madre no se quien era
Mi madre no se quien era.
Por eso es que soy morena y en la sangre de mis venas
Tengo fuego de pantera, mi madre no se quien era
Mi madre no se quien era.
Pero yo sola aprendi a mi nadie me enseño
A darle fuego al tambor, a hacer sonar el bongooo
Ay! Yo naci en la habana vieja, me crio la ñia teresa
Mi padre fue blanco claro, ay mi madre no se quien era
Mi madre no se quien era.
Ah la la le ro lo le le lo la la la la la
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Rinkirinkinkalla negro que tumba a la gente
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Omanati manati manati manawinba
Ay negro tumba a la gente, la gente
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Manawinba manawinba manawinba
Ay negro que tumba la gente manawinba!
Omanati manawinba
(Eeh ahh)
Negro que tumba a la gente
Oye! Mi padre fue blanco claro, mi madre no se quien era
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
(Tumbalo)
Vaya la gente de la habana vieja
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
(Tumbalo)
Que yo naci en la habana vieja y me crio la ñia teresa
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla negro que tumba la gente
Omanati manawinba negro que tumba a la gente
Rinkinkalla
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla rinkinkalla
For the folks who don't know
Rinkinkalla
But for this mulatto, no story is worth
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla
I was born in old Havana, raised by ñia Teresa
My father was fair-skinned, my mother I don't know who she was
My mother I don't know who she was
That's why I'm dark-skinned and in the blood of my veins
I have the fire of a panther, my mother I don't know who she was
My mother I don't know who she was
But I learned on my own, no one taught me
To give fire to the drum, to make the bongo sound
Ay! I was born in old Havana, raised by ñia Teresa
My father was fair-skinned, oh my mother I don't know who she was
My mother I don't know who she was
Ah la la le ro lo le le lo la la la la la
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
Rinkirinkinkalla black man who knocks down people
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
Omanati manati manati manawinba
Ay black man knocks down people, people
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
Manawinba manawinba manawinba
Ay black man who knocks down people manawinba!
Omanati manawinba
(Eeh ahh)
Black man who knocks down people
Listen! My father was fair-skinned, my mother I don't know who she was
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
(Knock him down)
Go the people of old Havana
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
(Knock him down)
Because I was born in old Havana and raised by ñia Teresa
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people
Rinkinkalla rinkinkalla black man who knocks down people
Omanati manawinba black man who knocks down people