Carbonerito
El Gran Combo de Puerto Rico
Little Charcoal Maker
I married a charming black woman
a black woman sweet as honey
and since I am a black man of rubber color
our product came out black as well.
A little black boy, who measured twenty-one and a half
and weighed nine and something almost ten
the joy I felt yesterday was so great
when I took that child in my arms and sang to him.
Where are you going, little charcoal maker, where are you going to make charcoal
to the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the Lord's vineyard.
I love that black woman with all my heart
she is the mother of my children and the owner of my love
she has (she has) a big pout (big pout) and I have a big nose
and as ugly as we are, we love each other very much.
She has already given me six little black children and I would like two more
to complete the eight and sing them the song that goes like this
Where are you going, little charcoal maker, where are you going to make charcoal
to the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the Lord's vineyard.
To the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the vineyard to the Lord's vineyard, the Lord's.
I married a charming black woman
a sweet and fine black woman, a salon black woman.
To the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the vineyard to the Lord's vineyard, the Lord's.
She washes and irons for me, cooks my food
that's why happily I say: Oh, what a black woman I have.
To the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the vineyard to the Lord's vineyard, the Lord's.
The party has started, the black people keep coming
I need firewood, more charcoal for the stove that is running out.
To the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the vineyard to the Lord's vineyard
To the vineyard, to the vineyard, to the vineyard to the Lord's vineyard.
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J. C. M. P. jcsonoio7@gmail.com
