Porro Sabanero

Listen up, buddy
I don't know what's going on with me
I don't know what I have
When I arrive at the party

And I get excited
By the sound of some drums
The sound of a clarinet
And the trumpet from the band

And I hear one of those Sabanero joints
One of those that reach the soul
On a night full of stars
My old savannah looks even more tender

Yeehaw!
This is the joyful shout of a banker
Who dances with his black woman

And he arrives
With his backpack full of memories
From my beloved land

Oh! When
I danced those Sabanero joints
That my town sang

(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings
(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings

Listen up, buddy
I don't know what's going on with me
I don't know what I have
When I arrive at the party

And I get excited
By the sound of some drums
The sound of a clarinet
And the trumpet from the band

And I hear one of those Sabanero joints
One of those that reach the soul
On a night full of stars
My old savannah looks even more tender

Yeehaw!
This is the joyful shout of a banker
Who dances with his black woman

And he arrives
With his backpack full of memories
From my beloved land

Oh! When
I danced those Sabanero joints
That my town sang

(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings
(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings

(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings
(Sabanero joint, Sabanero joint)
Sabanero joint that my town sings