Sarandonga

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga at the top of the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

When I had money, they called me Don Tomás
When I had money, they called me Don Tomás
Since I don't have it anymore, they just call me Tomás

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga at the top of the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

I don't eat beans anymore, because they make me feel really bad
I don't eat beans anymore, because they make me feel really bad
And then people say PRIMA! eat nonsense

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga at the top of the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

Gypsies and non-gypsies, they shake hands with grace
With joy and good singing, we love them like brothers
Some throw them head-on, and others throw them sideways
But the rumba is the mother and there we all sing to them AY!

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga up at the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

This life must be savored, in sips of crystal
This life must be savored, in sips of crystal
A sip for us and another for what they give us

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga up at the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

I don't eat beans anymore, because they make me feel really bad
I don't eat beans anymore, because they make me feel really bad
And then people say PRIMA! eat nonsense

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga at the top of the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibiri cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing!

Gypsies and non-gypsies, they shake hands with grace
With joy and good singing, we love them like brothers
Some throw them head-on, and others throw them sideways
But the rumba is the mother and there we all sing to them AY!

Sarandonga we're going to eat
Sarandonga a rice with cod
Sarandonga up at the port
Sarandonga tomorrow is Sunday
Sarandonga cuchibili cuchibili
Sarandonga cuchibili cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibili cuchibiri
Sarandonga cuchibili cuchibiri
Sarandonga and listen to me sing
Sarandonga and listen to me sing
Sarandonga and listen to me sing
Sarandonga...listen to me sing