Tu Voz - Marta Gomez

Taca…

Tanta luz salió de tu boca

Y la dulzura de tu voz llenó mi voz

Tantas palabras enredadas en el alma

Se quedaron en mi mente y quieren todas celebrar

La perfección de tu cantar

Taca…

Tanto swing salió de tus manos

Tanto sabor que se quedó en mi corazón

Será tu Cuba que no quiere que te olvides

De tu sangre y de tu ritmo

Y de los negros y mulatos que se inventaron el son?

Tu voz es una hoguera

Una hoguera encendida por el sol

Tu voz, hecha de arena

De arena, de viento, mar y ron

Tanta luz salió de tu boca

Tanta voz de tu corazón…

Taco…

So much light came out of your mouth

And the sweetness of your voice filled my voice

So many words tangled up in the soul

They stayed in my mind and they all want to celebrate

The perfection of your singing

Taco…

So much swing came out of your hands

So much flavor that stayed in my heart

It will be your Cuba that does not want you to forget

Of your blood and your rhythm

And of the blacks and mulattoes who invented son?

your voice is a bonfire

A bonfire lit by the sun

Your voice, made of sand

Of sand, wind, sea and rum

So much light came out of your mouth

So much voice from your heart…