Un upbeat fusion of afro-Rumba. Rumba is an Afro- Cuban dance where the men compete to beat other parties for the woman who also dances. Each party shows its strength and movement trying to win the woman.
Get ready rumba dancers the Negro is coming,
When you hear the drumming your feet won't stop
Get ready dancers I am coming here to sing,
With feeling, with desire, my Negro can dance
That has black
Oh since he moves
With his hips
Moving here, moving there
Open the wardrobe you will hear the Quinto sounding
Run the party of the night of the rumba, the dance, the dancer
VOICE 1: A tribute to the rumba dancers of Cuba and the world. Chano Pozo, Malanga, Pancho Quinto, Celeste Mendoza, Tata Güines, Tito Puente, and the Queen of Salsa, Celia Cruz. Get ready, rumba dancers, a Black man has arrived in the yard, and when he feels the drums, his feet can't stop. Get ready, dancers, because I came here to sing, with feeling, with passion, so that my Black man can dance. That Black man has CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm VOICE 1: Oh, how he moves CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm VOICE 1: With his little waist CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm, he moves this way, he moves that way. VOICE 1: That Black man has CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm VOICE 1: Boy, but what do you have in your waist? CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm VOICE 1: Hey, how you move! CHORUS: Tremendous rhythm moves this way, moves that way. VOICE 1: The rumba guitar has arrived. Montoro, add some flavor. VOICE 1: Take the drawer out of the cabinet, the quinto, the clave, and the cajón are playing. Run, the party has started, it's rumba night, dance, dancer. Hey, dancer, the rumba has arrived, let the drums sound. Throw, throw, your pasillo. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, like I dance. Dance, dancer, little rumba dancer, dance. VOICE 1: The rumba is calling me, the rumba got good, the rumba has no school, that's what my grandmother used to say. CHORUS: Dance, dancer. VOICE 1: Dancer. CHORUS: Like I dance. Dance, dancer, little rumba dancer, dance. VOICE: Rumba dancer, that black man has, what does he have? Oh, how it moves, Tremendous rhythm, tremendous rhythm, and how it dances the rumba. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, like I dance. VOICE 1: Like I dance. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, little rumba dancer, dance. VOICE 1: A tribute to the rumba dancers, I'm improvising for you: The rumba has arrived in the yard and everyone wants to dance. This is Cuban music. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, like I dance. Dance, dancer, little rumba dancer, dance. VOICE 1: Oh, tremendous rhythm, that my rumba has. The quinto has arrived, the cajón has arrived, the party has started, the rumba has started. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, VOICE 1: Hey, Montoro, CHORUS: like I dance. VOICE 1: this has been a tremendous party. CHORUS: Dance, dancer, little rumba dancer, dance. Dance, dancer, like I dance VOICE 1: Rumberos CHORUS: Dance, dancer VOICE 1: Muñequitos de Matanzas. CHORUS: Little rumbero dance. VOICE 1: Yoruba Andabo CHORUS: Dance, dancer VOICE 1: Los Papines CHORUS: Like I dance (…)
VOZ 1: Homenaje a los rumberos de Cuba y el mundo.
Chano Pozo, Malanga, Pancho Quinto, Celeste Mendoza,
Tata Güines, Tito Puente y a la guarachera de Cuba, Celia Cruz.
Prepárense los rumberos que llegó un negro al solar,
que cuando siente los cueros, sus pies no pueden parar
Prepárense bailadores que yo vine aquí a cantar,
con sentimiento, con ganas, para que mi negro, pueda bailar.
Ese negro tiene
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
VOZ 1: ay, como se mueve
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
VOZ 1: con su cinturita
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
se mueve para aquí, se mueva para allá.
VOZ 1: Ese negro tiene
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
VOZ 1: Niño, pero ¿qué tú tienes en la cintura?
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
VOZ 1: ¡Oye, cómo tú te mueves!
CORO: Tremenda sandunga
se mueve para aquí, se mueva para allá.
VOZ 1: Llegó, la guitarra rumbera.
Montoro, ponle sabor
VOZ 1: saca la gaveta del escaparate,
que está sonando el quinto, la clave y el cajón.
corran que la fiesta empezó,
es noche de rumba, baila, bailador.
Oye, bailador, llegó la rumba,
que suenen los cueros.
Tira, tira, tu pasillo.
CORO: Baila, bailador, como bailo yo.
Baila, bailador, rumberito baila.
VOZ 1: La rumba me está llamando,
la rumba se puso buena,
la rumba no tiene escuela, así lo decía mi abuela.
CORO: Baila, bailador
VOZ 1: Bailador
CORO: como bailo yo.
Baila, bailador, rumberito baila.
VOZ: Rumbero,
Ese negro tiene, ¿Qué tiene?
Ay, cómo se mueve,
Tremenda sandunga, tremenda sandunga
y como baila la rumba.
CORO: Baila, bailador, como bailo yo.
VOZ 1: Como bailo yo.
CORO: Baila, bailador, rumberito baila.
VOZ 1: Homenaje a los rumberos,
yo les estoy improvisando:
Llegó la rumba al solar
y todos quieren bailar.
Esto es música cubana.
CORO: Baila, bailador, como bailo yo.
Baila, bailador, rumberito baila.
VOZ 1: Ay, tremenda sandunga, que tiene mi rumba.
Llegó el quinto, llegó el cajón, se formó la fiesta,
se formó el rumbón.
CORO: Baila, bailador,
VOZ 1: Oye, Montoro,
CORO: como bailo yo.
VOZ 1: esto ha sido tremenda fiesta.
CORO: Baila, bailador, rumberito baila.
Baila, bailador, como bailo yo
VOZ 1: Rumberos
CORO: Baila, bailador
VOZ 1: Muñequitos de Matanzas.
CORO: rumberito baila.
VOZ 1: Yoruba Andabo
CORO: Baila, bailador
VOZ 1: Los Papines
CORO: Como bailo yo
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