Lo Que Somos - Cultura Profética

Tumba’o de resistencia

Oye como es, siente como va.

Que suena ante todo tiempo.

Siempre con firmeza

Oye como es, siente como va.

En el repique es que está la certeza

Oye como es, siente como va.

De que la raíz crece,

Crece profundo y no cesa.

Oye como es, siente como va.

Siente… La cadencia de claridad

Oye como es, siente como va.

Q la música recoge y pinta.

Documentando la realidad.

Oye como es, siente como va.

Y seguimos creciendo…

Oé, Oé Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Un poco de aquí, un poco de allá

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer Con algo de sal y pimienta de ahora.

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer Generación que en crecer no demora.

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Fruto de la tradición de cantar nuestra historia

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer Documentar

La memoria Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Para no olvidar fácilmente Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Y proponer el presente

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

En sus marcas listos fuera, prohibido

El q piense en derrota cuando empiece la carrera

Me levanto en la mañana con ideas en mi mente

Oiga gente,

Llego el día de mi suerte

Por q vengo decidido a ser vivo y no me cohíbo

Lo negativo

Escribo, escribo lo q siento y vivo

Como raíces q se extienden sin medir alcance

Es lo q somos

Miramos al cielo horizonte

Mira pa lante y para atrás ni pa coger impulso

Mi corazón palpita establezca mi pulso

Señal de vida y presencia

Siempre voy por excelencia

Y mantengo a distancia el abuso y la ignorancia

Dime si es falso o cierto

Dime si hay consenso q somos mas del 10.8

Q salió en el censo

Q somos, somos oasis frente al desierto

Y q soy, soy negro con orgullo y represento

Y q somos, somos un pueblo hermoso q camina

Y q soy, sujeto q da gracias por la vida

Y q somos, siempre el 25 en el Caribe

Y q soy, maestro de ceremonias

O participo de mi historia

Alimento mi memoria no hay espacio para olvido

Hay mucho q recorrer te pregunto estas con migo?

Y q somos, somos oasis frente al desierto

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Y q soy, Caribe y con orgullo represento

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Y q soy, sujeto q da gracias por la vida

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Y q somos, somos un pueblo hermoso q camina

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Y Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Eee fruto de nuestro ayer

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Fruto del árbol de quino de miel

Somos fruto de nuestro ayer

Es lo q somos

Tomb of resistance

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

That sounds before all time.

always firmly

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

In the peal is that there is certainty

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

from which the root grows,

It grows deep and does not cease.

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

Feel… the cadence of clarity

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

Q the music picks up and paints.

Documenting reality.

Hear how it is, feel how it goes.

And we continue to grow...

Oé, Oé We are the fruit of our yesterday

A little from here, a little from there

We are the fruit of our yesterday With some salt and pepper from now.

We are the fruit of our yesterday Generation that does not delay in growing up.

We are the fruit of our yesterday

Fruit of the tradition of singing our history

We are the fruit of our yesterday Documentar

Memory We are the fruit of our yesterday

So as not to forget easily We are the fruit of our yesterday

And propose the present

We are the fruit of our yesterday

On your marks ready out, banned

The one who thinks of defeat when the race begins

I wake up in the morning with ideas in my mind

Hey people,

I got the day of my luck

Because I have decided to be alive and I am not shy

the negative

I write, I write what I feel and I live

Like roots that extend without measuring reach

It is what we are

We look at the horizon sky

Look forward and backwards or to pick up momentum

My heart is pounding set my pulse

Sign of life and presence

I always go for excellence

And I keep abuse and ignorance at a distance

Tell me if it is false or true

Tell me if there is a consensus that we are more than 10.8

Q came out in the census

What are we, we are oasis in front of the desert

And what am I, I am proudly black and I represent

And what are we, we are a beautiful people who walk

And what am I, subject who gives thanks for life

And what are we, always 25 in the Caribbean

And what am I, master of ceremonies

Or participate in my story

I feed my memory there is no room for forgetting

There is a long way to go, I ask you, are you with me?

And what are we, we are an oasis in front of the desert

We are the fruit of our yesterday

And what am I, Caribe and I proudly represent

We are the fruit of our yesterday

And what am I, subject who gives thanks for life

We are the fruit of our yesterday

And what are we, we are a beautiful people who walk

We are the fruit of our yesterday

And we are the fruit of our yesterday

We are the fruit of our yesterday

Eee fruit of our yesterday

We are the fruit of our yesterday

Fruit of the honey cinchona tree

We are the fruit of our yesterday

It is what we are