¿Por Qué Será? (con Ari y Roldán de Orishas)

"You've never heard it all crazy, you've never heard it all crazy.
Cuba, Guinea, Dominican Republic!
Ari Jotamayuzcula, Roldán from Orishas, Cuba!

[Chorus/Roldán]
Dominican mix, of Cuban and Guinean is for you,
how it sticks, it drives you crazy,
why is that?

[Ari]
I bring positive energy and a lot of kick for the body,
you're already trying what revives the dead,
sweating like sons of bitches everyone enjoys,
the speakers want to burst with the music,
Jotamayuzcula, directs the orchestra,
suck on that hey! I invite you to a party,
only lowlifes like me have the master key,
with the pussy this big, who's in charge here shows,
grandma, this is killer,
I feel how your big ass can already move,
to the rhythm of this hot sound like Beatnuts,
for my people!
If you think you can escape, don't even try it,
understand that you're already in the pot,
and here the black Creole is giving it to you good like a big dick,
send the work to hell,
live life like a good poor person, without money but never a slave,
the statistics are already preparing the graphs,
there are no mathematics that can explain this great result,
don't just stand there,
Token international I release you unexpectedly.

[Chorus/Roldán] (x2)
Dominican mix, of Cuban and Guinean is for you,
how it sticks, it drives you crazy,
why is that?

[Ari]
I spit gasoline, you guys light the flame,
the house is burning but no one calls the firefighters,
I love you, you love me,
don't ever forget this strong relationship,
ENJOY! SPREAD OUT!
Get used to the idea that tonight you won't put on your pajamas,
give your body Macarena joy,
drink, enjoy, and forget all your sorrows,
here even the disabled dance,
whites, blacks, or yellows, everything is valid here,
I want to see everyone with their hands up,
if this was upside down, I turned it right side up.

[Chorus/Roldán] (x2)
Dominican mix, of Cuban and Guinean is for you,
how it sticks, it drives you crazy,
why is that?

[Roldán]
Oh my goodness, what heat, what a return from my Havana
With the world in my hands, how delicious the morning.
The Orishas taught me to sing from the heart, you see,
and that's why without condition, my rumba follows, oh yeh!
Good rumba, so you know, so you learn, to respect mama."