Ritmo, Tambor y Flores
Celia Cruz
Rhythm, Drum, and Flowers
I am a gardener, I work miracles of love
I am a gardener, I work miracles of love
I give the smile of the soul and the perfume of the flower
I give the smile of the soul and the perfume of the flower
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
The flowers of my garden
I dedicate them to you
Lilies and gardenias
And the scent of alyssum
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
A gardener of love
Plants a flower and leaves
Another comes and cultivates it
Which of the two will it be?
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
The flowers of my garden
I dedicate them to you
Lilies and gardenias
And the scent of alyssum
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Oh my rhythm, it's the rhythm of dancers
And I sing it while watering flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
I sing my rhythm, I sing to the flowers
I sing to the Cuba of my loves
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Flowers and loves, you have to know how to treat them
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
The flower without water dries up
And love without kisses, goes away
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, and flowers
Rhythm, drum, drum, and flowers
