El Camba

The Camba

El Camba

I come from the ranch of MotacúVengo del rancho de motacú
Where the sayubú sings.Donde canta el sayubú.
And in my bag, I bring some urucúY en casayeces traigo urucú
To sell in Santa Cruz.Pa vender en santa cruz.
And in my chubuno, I’ve got some sobóY en mi chubuno traigo sobó
To share with the boss.Pa convidarlo al patron.
And here in my bag, I’ve got the boozeY aqui en mi tari traigo el alcohol
To soften up his heart.Pa ablandarle el corazón.

And when I’m drunk, I’ll say to him,Y de borracho yo le dire,
"Fix me up, boss, just this once,Arregleme la cuentita patrón,
I don’t want to work around here anymore,No quiero más trabajar por aquí,
I want to head back to the town."Quiero irme para el poblao.
And the boss, all pissed off, will say,Y el patrón enojao dira,
"Get that camba out of here, please,Agarrenmé ese camba por favor,
Just throw him a couple of coins,Tírenle dos arrobitas nomas,
And tell him to get lost."Y que se mande mudar.

Oh my Santa Cruz, my hometown,Oh mi santa cruz mi tierra natal,
I want to stroll through the sandy ground.Quiero yo pasear por el arenal.
Oh my Santa Cruz, my eastern land,Oh mi santa cruz mi tierra oriental,
I want to dance for the carnival.Quiero yo bailar para el carnaval.