Sazón

Everyone asks me
Celia, what's the best secret
to staying together for so long
with the man of your heart?

And I always reply
That I have my recipe
and even if it's very discreet
I succeed in love.

A cup of affection
A pinch of paprika
Stir it with tenderness
And give lots of kisses.

A dash of joy
A sack of understanding
With charm and grace
I conquer his heart.

And every night:

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I keep him entertained
Always giving him something new
I change my hair color
Like changing pants.

High heels, short skirt
All for my sweetheart
I always say: "my little love
Daddy, you're the best".

I feel very blessed
To have him for so many years,
often, and nothing strange
I thank the Lord.

And to my holy virgin
I light three candles
I assure you, boy
That I couldn't be better.

But every night:

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.

I season it, son, son
I season it.
I season it
I season my black man.