La Raíz - Macaco

Debajo de aquel?

rbol hay una ra?

z

y esa ra?

z tu no puedes tumbar

Esp?

rate a que alg?

n d?

a el tiempo

la deje en tu camino, para poderla usar

Los viejos decian

ah?

va el sonido de la tambora

retumba como la tierra

El alegre al repicar

imitando la tierra tronar

Pedrito lanz?

su golpe

para el cuero sonar

Mientras hablan los ancestros

historias que vienen y van

El teme por sus ra?

ces

pellizc?

ndole el alma

noche de luna llena

la cintura de una morena

bailando sobre la playa

Despierta en su memoria

fuego ron y parranda

Los viejos dec?

an

ah?

va el sonido de las maracas

Brilla silbante como el mar

y una voz profunda grita

imitando la tierra tronar

Los pitos y el viento son

y el negro con su mano saca con ellos

el calor pa llevarte a ti, mi hermano

Esc?

chalo el ritmo que viene feroz

Por ah?

va

Tin-tin-tin-tiango kitingo matapangolla

y esta matica tu no puedes tumbar

sea marihuana un pino o ciguaralla

y a mi no me da igual

ay todas juntas me las vas a pagar

— Respect

Theres two kinds of persons in these world

the one who show his hands

and the one who hides his lands

Theres no more words to say

until you dont finish your killing green plane

I dont wanna hear no more tears from

mama nature and papa believe

Speciali dedicator a Pedrito Alc?

zar y los Sacerdotes del tambor.

under that one?

tree there is a ra?

z

and that ra?

z you can't knock down

esp?

rate what someone?

no?

at the time

I left it on your way, so you can use it

the old said

huh?

goes the sound of the drum

rumbles like the earth

The happy to chime

imitating the earth thunder

Pedrito launched

his blow

for sound leather

While the ancestors speak

stories that come and go

He fears for his ra?

ces

pinch?

taking the soul

full moon night

the waist of a brunette

dancing on the beach

Wake up in your memory

fire rum and party

The old say

an

huh?

goes the sound of the maracas

It shines hissing like the sea

and a deep voice cries

imitating the earth thunder

The whistles and the wind are

and the black man with his hand pulls out with them

the heat to take you, my brother

Esc?

chalo the rhythm that comes fierce

Why?

goes

Tin-tin-tin-tiango kitingo matapangolla

and this matica you can not knock down

be marijuana a pine or ciguaralla

and I don't care

oh all together you're going to pay me

— Respect

Theres two kinds of persons in these world

the one who show his hands

and the one who hides his lands

Theres no more words to say

until you dont finish your killing green plane

I dont wanna hear no more tears from

mama nature and papa believe

Special dedicator to Pedrito Alc?

Tsar and the Drum Priests.