Mix Selva

A woman without her man is worth nothing
The joy of the home are the children
And a man without his woman is worth nothing
The joy of the home are the children

Who does the laundry? It's the woman
Who does the shopping? It's the woman
Who takes care of the children? It's the woman
Who peels the yuca? It's the woman

Hey crazy dude who peels your yuca up and down, yeah
Peel my yuca, babe, ah
Peel it
Peel it

Jump, sing, dance with passion and love
Suffer, cry, scream where they always see you
With this rhythm of the Astros, you will remember
That I was your love, your man, and your lover once

Because that's how I sing it, you will always remember
This cumbion rhythm that the stars will sing
Because that's how I sing it, you will always remember
This cumbion rhythm that the stars will sing
Because that's how I sing it, you will always remember
This cumbion rhythm that the stars will sing