Las Pilanderas (part. Celia Cruz)

Mrs. Juana María
Look, the day's catching up with me
Get my pants ready

Look, I want to get there
So I can celebrate
The Virgin's birthday
In my tropical town

Let them come from Santa Marta
Let them come to dance
To the beat of the pilanderas
From my tropical Banco

But let them come from Santa Marta
Let them come to dance
To the beat of the pilanderas
From my tropical Banco

Tell the pilanderas
To bring corn, panela
To make the chicha 'e mamón

And send for the mortar
Where my buddy Pantaleón is
And four boxes of candles
To burn it at the cumbión

Let them come from Santa Marta
Let them come to dance
To the beat of the pilanderas
From my tropical Banco

But let them come from Santa Marta
Let them come to dance
To the beat of the pilanderas
From my tropical Banco

Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Oh, before Christmas Eve comes
Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Hey, but let it be good, let it be good

Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Bring corn, panela
Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Corn, panela, and sugar too

Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
That come on, come on, come on, die
Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, go

Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
Mrs. Juana María, the day's coming
Oh, come on, come on, pilandera
I want my stuffed potato