La Comparsa de Los Negros
Luis Jara
The Arrival of the Blacks
1, 2, 3 up
Look how beautiful she comes
Look how beautiful she goes
The arrival of the blacks
That goes and never returns
The group that infects
With its rhythm and its sound
And even if you have a sorrow
It always cheers the heart
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
When I hear the timbales
The maracas and the bongo
That rhythm that excites
Makes me lose my mind
The dark-skinned candombe dancers
With their grace and flavor
When they shake their hips
My heart stops
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It goes, it goes,
It goes and never returns
