Joyita Norteña

In the lands of the North
There's a cumbia treasure
A quarry of rhythm
Shining in the dark night

A vinyl heart
Beating with emotion
Providing to the dancers
Rhythm, flavor, and folklore

With a drink in hand
The whole dance floor is already asking
They want some cumbias to play
The Party Sound
Let it play, let it play
A Party Cumbia
Let's enjoy, let's enjoy
My cumbia is what I want

It was the ancestors
Who invented cumbia
In nights of rum and candles
By the light of the moon

They arrived like prophets
Bringing creation
The sound systems of the world
Sources of tradition