De La Cuna Al Cajon
La Transa
From the Cradle to the Coffin
Some say this is just a trend
They don't get cumbia and start barking
But this rhythm, since I was little
I remember my grandparents dancing
Some act all high and mighty
Saying they don't dance, just smoke
Those same ones have a drink
Take off their jacket, and I make them dance
Then they end up almost naked
Non-stop with beer
They hit on anyone who passes by
And go crazy in the head
They hit on anyone who passes by
And go crazy in the head
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The deal is on with this rhythm
It's the party with flavor
The deal is on and it sounds so good
Because this is played from the heart, damn it!
Some dance with disdain
Saying they don't like it and won't sing
But there's always that one friend who's lit
Who vibes for a while and starts messing around
Some don't hide their tastes
They hear a cumbia and start dancing
Those are the ones who enjoy life
They never walk around sad and know how to have fun
Then everyone ends up dancing
Non-stop with beer
They make a little train, nice and easy
And end up wasted on top of the table
They make a little train, nice and easy
And end up wasted on top of the table
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The day I die, I die
I want them to sing cumbia to me
The deal is on with this rhythm
It's the party with flavor
The deal is on and it sounds so good
Because this is played from the heart
Jumping!!
The deal!!
It's over!!
