Azabache (feat. Raúl Beron)

Candombe candombe black
Nostalgia of Buenos Aires
Through the streets of San Telmo
Comes shaking the street
Through the streets of San Telmo
Comes shaking the street

Resonates with blood and tomb
Crazy tomb and blood
Slave cry of memory
Of old Buenos Aires
Slave cry of memory
Of old Buenos Aires

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh darling your eyes
Are like black light
Your skirt seems like a dream
A chocolate dream

Oh your hips that tremble
That tremble like the patches
Oh darling I want
I want to kiss you

Homero Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Candombe candombe black
Nostalgia of poor people
Through the streets of San Telmo
The candombe has been lost
Through the streets of San Telmo
The candombe has been lost

Oh oh oh oh oh oh