Yo Me Llamo Cumbia

My name is cumbia, I am the queen wherever I go
There's no hip that stays still where I am
My skin is as dark as the leather of my drum
And my shoulders are a pair of maracas kissed by the Sun

I carry in my throat a fine flute that God gave me
Cornet of corn, tobacco herb, aguardiente and rum
I grab my backpack, light the candle and the sound rings out
And I entwine in the Moon with the stars all my voice

Since I am the queen, a fine violin courts me
I am charmed by a piano, followed by a sax, I hear a clarinet
And the whole orchestra forms a party around me
And I am cumbia, the flirtatious female, dancing happily

I was born on the beautiful Caribbean beaches of my country
I am from Barranquilla, Cartagena, I am from there
I am from Santa Marta, I am from Monteria, but that's right
I am Colombian, oh! Beautiful land where I was born

Since I am the queen, a fine violin courts me
I am charmed by a piano, followed by a sax, I hear a clarinet
And the whole orchestra forms a party around me
And I am cumbia, the flirtatious female, dancing happily

I was born on the beautiful Caribbean beaches of my country
I am from Barranquilla, Cartagena, I am from there
I am from Santa Marta, I am from Monteria, but that's right
I am Colombian, oh! Beautiful land where I was born

And my shoulders are a pair of maracas kissed by the Sun
And I entwine in the Moon with the stars all my voice
I am Colombian, oh! Beautiful land where I was born