Pa' Bravo Yo
Justo Betancourt
I'm the Brave One
For me to be brave!
I, who am dark-skinned mulatto
Have my mind in its place
And I'm in good health
For me to be brave!
I, who have feelings
Have African blood
And sing with great skill
For me to be brave!
I, who know what the grave is
The cowbell and the bongo
For me to be brave!
For me to be brave!
I tell you
For me to be brave!
I who sing to anyone
With me there is no distinction
The feelings I have
I give them from the heart, for me to be brave!
Don't come to me with so much baggage
My life goes that way, for me to be brave
Bravo!
Allow me to applaud the way of hurting my feelings
Don't get it wrong
Remember that I'm the brave one
I have African blood
I die for the bongo, bongo
That's not up for discussion
There's no other like my rhythm, I say it
I can sing you a cumbia
A bolero, a rumba, a guaracha
If I stay true to the flavor
Bravo!
Allow me to applaud the way of hurting my feelings
For me to be brave!