Rúmbia - La Troba Kung-Fú

Em diuen Rúmbia!

jo sóc la Rúmbia!

he nascut a vora via de la màquina i l’oliva

Rúmbia!

My name is Rúmbia!

From la Barna perifèrica ma pastard de la rumba

El tren de rodalies va carregat de vides

va carregat de silencis, mai arriba per la via

L’artèria cosmopolita bombejant la nit i el dia

mitja vida per la via si has nascut a rodalies

My name is Rúmbia!

Em diuen Rúmbia!

From de crazy balyland oriental i occidental

Rúmbia!

My name is Rúmbia!

From the forest neighbourhood siempre quise bailar la cúmbia

Polígon industrial prop la vinya comarcal

Autovía perillosa, Gasa al fons fent l’animal

Are you dancing passodoble?

I will drinking más del doble

casa al fons xupant benzina amb el còcktel de cantina

Rúmbia!

My name is Rúmbia!

From la Barna perifèrica ma pastard de la rumba

Rúmbia!

Que em diuen Rúmbia!

he nascut a vora via de la màquina i l’oliva

La meva rúmbia és un crit, treu la ràbia cura al ferit

Per això sempre avança pel marge, canta amb les ganes del qui viatja

D’una ferida ella va néixer, planta amb la sembra del qui vol créixer

és la llengua bastarda del lladre, lladre d’amor i de ballades

My name is Rúmbia!

Que em diuen Rúmbia!

he nascut a vora via de la màquina i l’oliva

Rúmbia!

my name is Rúmbia!

From the forest neighbourhood siempre quise bailar la cúmbia

Rúmbia!

Rúmbia!

My name is Rúmbia!

I'm Rumbia!

I was born near the machine and the olive tree

Rumba!

My name is Rúmbia!

From the Peripheral Barna to the rumba pastard

The commuter train is full of lives

it is full of silences, it never gets in the way

The cosmopolitan artery pumping night and day

half life on the road if you were born nearby

My name is Rúmbia!

My name is Rúmbia!

From crazy balyland east and west

Rumba!

My name is Rúmbia!

From the forest neighborhood I always wanted to dance the cumbia

Industrial estate near the county vineyard

Dangerous highway, Chiffon in the background making the animal

Are you dancing passodoble?

I will be drinking more than twice as much

house in the background sucking gasoline with canteen cocktail

Rumba!

My name is Rúmbia!

From the Peripheral Barna to the rumba pastard

Rumba!

They call me Rumbia!

I was born near the machine and the olive tree

My rumba is a scream, it takes out the angry care of the wounded

That is why he always moves along the margins, he sings with the desire of the traveler

From a wound she was born, planted with the seed of the one who wants to grow

is the bastard language of the thief, the thief of love and dancing

My name is Rúmbia!

They call me Rumbia!

I was born near the machine and the olive tree

Rumba!

my name is Rúmbia!

From the forest neighborhood I always wanted to dance the cumbia

Rumba!

Rumba!