Caiman a He
Los Compadres
Where's the Caiman?
They used a lot of codes in the war for independence
That served as a secret and taught you your manners
If a country guy came to dance at a party
And if he hung up his machete, he knew the enemy well
And then they would ask him, where's the caiman?
The caiman's at the black crossing and won't let me through
Moving along
Caiman hey, hey caiman, where's the caiman?
The caiman's at the black crossing and won't let me through
In backyards and casinos, in the alleys and the hangouts
In all those places, they always used those signs
Caiman hey, hey caiman, where's the caiman?
The caiman's at the black crossing and won't let me through
It's an eastern dance born from fierce struggle that
Freed my homeland with men like the titan
Moving along
Caiman hey, hey caiman, where's the caiman?
The caiman's at the black crossing and won't let me through
Listen to my sound, my eastern sound, listen to my sound, now universal (repeat)
Lo le lole lo le lo le
Caiman hey, hey caiman, where's the caiman?
The caiman's at the black crossing and won't let me through
