La Bomba Soy Yo
Los Van Van
I Am the Bomb
I know that you are an apprentice of everything
I know you are not the owner of anything
That you have discussed many topics
But my partner, you didn't win any
Because you know nothing about painting
And you don't know anything about soccer
And even less about literature
Why pretend
If they are talking about photography
Medicine or carpentry
And if the subject is music
You discuss it without any shame
If merengue is not Dominican
If salsa is not Cuban music
If Frank Sinatra is not North American
Why pretend
Of everything, what amazes me the most, Pancho
Is that you lack what a good Cuban has
Because in music you don't have the bomb
And in sports, you're lost
Because you know nothing about baseball
And you've never been to a bembe
And you don't know Manuel Mendive
So what
Come on Mayito, give a little of your bomb
Hey, hey for those who know
Hey, I bring my clave
