Cachita

Listen to me, Cachita, I bring a little party
So you can dance it like I do
Pretty girl, my lovely Cachita
The hot party is better than the son

See how the maracas break with pleasure
And the one with the timbales wants to stir things up
The French has fun like that, and so does the German
And the Irishman is happy
And even the Muslim
And if an Englishman gets caught up while dancing
It's so he goes crazy, even the Japanese

For the party, there are no borders
Because it's danced even at the pole
I've seen him dance alone, even an Eskimo

Whoever has any worries
Should find their Cachita
And tell her, 'Come here, little black girl'
Let's party

How rich ska.. Cachita!
How tasty Cuban ska