Fray Escoba
Una historia hermosa vamos a contar
Porque de alegría nos hace cantar
Martín, martín
Erase un negrito
Que de pequeñito
Ya sabía rezar
Y cuando veía
Hombres que sufrían
Ya sabía llorar
Martín, se llamaba martín
Negrito chiquitito
Con alma de marfil
Gatos y ratones
En el mismo plato
Hacía comer
Y el odio en los hombres
Con su alegre escoba
Lograba barrer
Martín, se llamaba martín
Negrito chiquitito
Con alma de marfil
Y a ti, martín
Blanco de nieve
Te hizo Dios
Hasta el cielo azul
Lleva a los hombres
Con ese amor
Martín, se llamaba martín
Negrito chiquitito
Con alma de marfil
Negrito chiquitito
Con alma de marfil
Negrito chiquitito
Brawl Broom
A beautiful story we're going to tell
Because it makes us sing with joy
Martin, Martin
There was a little black boy
Who from a young age
Already knew how to pray
And when he saw
Men suffering
He already knew how to cry
Martin, his name was Martin
Tiny black boy
With a heart of ivory
Cats and mice
On the same plate
He made them eat
And the hatred in men
With his cheerful broom
He managed to sweep away
Martin, his name was Martin
Tiny black boy
With a heart of ivory
And you, Martin
White as snow
God made you
To the blue sky
Carry men
With that love
Martin, his name was Martin
Tiny black boy
With a heart of ivory
Tiny black boy
With a heart of ivory
Tiny black boy