San Benito
Los Chaskis
Saint Benedict
Where is my black woman dancing?
Carrying her little one, her little one dancing,
Carrying her little one singing.
Where has my black woman gone?
With the Saya de Tundiqui dancing?
With the Saya de Tundiqui singing?
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward,
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward.
There is a parrot with its beauty, there is a parrot with its beauty,
It's a gift from Saint Benedict, for the party of the little black ones.
There is a parrot with its beauty, there is a parrot with its beauty,
It's a gift from Saint Benedict, for the party of the little black ones.
An old man is quiet with his horse, an old man is quiet with his horse,
He is sleeping in his cabin, he is sleeping in his cabin.
There is a parrot with its beauty, there is a parrot with its beauty,
It's a gift from Saint Benedict, for the party of the little black ones.
We are leaving, we are leaving dancing,
We are leaving, we are leaving singing,
With the Saya de Tundiqui dancing,
With the Saya de Tundiqui singing,
With the Saya de Tundiqui dancing,
With the Saya de Tundiqui singing.
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward,
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward.
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward,
Black woman, zamba, although roguish, always forward.
