Manuel Zapata told me
Domingo benkos biohó
He freed himself in Cartagena
And in La Matuna he founded
Palenque
To escape his fate
To call his people
To sing for their sorrows
He told me
Lemaitre also told me
That Spain did not surrender
That the English pirates
He fulfilled his patience
And he built a very strong wall
To save his people
To take care of his flag
He told me
Tanderos, tambourines
Pa 'the plum children
Sweet potato, sweet potato
For the joy of the house
Money, money
For the old companions
Of the musical field
Of the local scene
God bless Cartagena
The fantastic
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
God bless Cartagena
The fantastic
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
Batata called Pechiche
Graciela knocked later
And she answered a legend
Called Justo Valdez
And Sofro sang like that with Senelia
And in the burnt present
As if singing her sorrows
I told you
Tanderos, tambourines
For the children of the plum tree
Sweet potato, sweet potato
For the joy of the house
Money, money
For the old chapeteros
From the musical field
From the local scene
God bless Cartagena
The fantastic
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
God bless Cartagena
The fantastic
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
No one dances
How the fantastic dances
Romí ntic
Not so plastic
Movement
Hip iconoclastic
Very artistic
More elastic
Chambacú
Torices
Barú
Bazurto
God bless Cartagena
The fantastic
Long live Africa
Long live Africa [Bis]
God bless Cartagena
La Romantica
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
God bless Cartagena
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
Long live Africa
Long live Africa

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