Un Par De Huaraches

Woman of little heart pressure
Queen of the danzon from sunrise to sunset
She can't play with reason
Poor man, you can't play
The noble man has to endure
And money will discredit him
And in the desert she dances danzon anananana nooooooo.

I'm just a pair of sandals
Dancing to the Brazilian rhythm
You are two beautiful high heels
Setting the pace on the floor
I'm just a guitar and a drum
Rasta tambourine and verimbam
You are a nightclub
With many friends and crying tomorrow

But what about social classes
You prefer a nightclub
And I prefer reggae
You prefer glamour in Paris
And I prefer the beach, my freedom
You prefer a rich man with a car
And I prefer a cigar at the bar
And now I understand why we're not the same
And why I fell at your feet
Because I will always wait for you
Your love blinds me, you see

But what about social classes
You prefer a nightclub
And I prefer listening to Mayito Man

I'll take a risk and stay close
As much as care allows me
I won't allow you to drift away from me ever again
I'll keep my eyes on the sea
So you wake up by my side, my love
Don't go away, never do it, never leave me again

And now I understand why we're not the same
And why I fell at your feet
Because I will always wait for you
Your love blinds me, you see
But what about social classes
You prefer a nightclub
And I prefer reggae

Poor mommy, you have money
But conscience, humility, that comes first
What you did to me is unforgivable
Because besides being poor, I was left heartless
But I have reason and that's better
Because after this action
I come with my reaction
Not letting anyone take away my worth
You and I have conviction, yes

I come in combination with Mike, present
In all the streets of the city
I walk because I'm poor
And you're rich, what does it matter! Mike

But besides, I'll tell you, that
This song is not like this because I don't have to
Let money make the difference
If I don't want a luxurious tomb, mommy
Nor do I, baby,
Reggae, reggae is the only one I bow to