Callejón de Un Solo Caño
Conjunto Fiesta Criolla
Alley of a Single Pipe
To the sweet strumming of the vihuelas
Today it trembles like in the old days
The old alley of a single pipe
With the clattering of castanets
And the guitars continue with their trills
Keeping all the neighbors awake
And the guitars continue with their trills
Keeping all the neighbors awake
Joyful tapping makes room sixteen creak
To the manly voice, of a good singer who with flavor
In full revelry asks for a cajón before dawn
And the tasty marinera begins
