I came to Havana
to try some avocado,
and instead found
a man the color of chocolate
in a grass hut.
Beneath a leafy bush
he gave me the delicious banana,
and by the end of the week
he asked for my hand.
"I will not marry you, brother,
'cause I just don't feel like it!"
A la Habana me he venio,
a probar el aguacate,
y me encontre en el bohio
un moreno de chocolate.
Bajo la fronda de un mate
me dio la rica banana,
y al cabo de una semana
el moreno pidio mi mano.
"Con vos no me caso, hermano,
porque no me da la gana."
Guajiras/Traditional
www.MatadoraFlamenca.com
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