Negra Candombera

One day I met
A black candombera
Who told me hey
Without knowing what I was getting into
I agreed to give a girl a ride in her Latin car
I approached her and said hey
Black candombera come over here
And without hesitation, she approached
I looked at her and said hey
Black, black candombera
Don't run me over
I want to meet your family

Black, black candombera
Don't run me over
I want to meet your mother and father
Your sister, your cousin, and your uncle

Love, the chorus asks me for love
Because this world moves with love
What you need is love
Oh, people ask for love
The chorus asks me for love
Because this world moves with love
What you need is love