Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Son Que Son , by - Croma Latina. Song from the album Siguiendo La Linea, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаSon Que Son(original) |
| A los trece anos fue cuando me inspire |
| Me pico el bichito cuando oi sonar el tres |
| Y le dije mami, escuchame bien: |
| Lo que quiero es tocar el son |
| Tocar el son, a tocar el son, tocar el son |
| Y la vieja dijo muchacho no seas tan loco |
| Mira que soneros buenos hay por doquier |
| Y mi padre dijo: mira coje el tren |
| Dale pa’la Habana a tocar el son |
| Tocar el son, a tocar el son, tocar el son |
| Oye en la Habana o en Italia |
| Tocando el son como es |
| (Son son como son, Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Por que la Rumba se viste de prieta criolla |
| Y yo vengo con mi son! |
| (Son son como son, Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Por eso apurensen bailadores |
| Pa’que no haya confusion, mama |
| Trae tu croma-mambo! |
| Llegaron los soneros |
| Asi! |
| (Quita?) mambo! |
| Oye mateo, que lo que trae papi? |
| Pa que no moleste, pa que no proteste |
| Te traigo timbal (en?) son |
| Empieza papi |
| Empiezate |
| Esto e’salsa! |
| Salgo de Italia a la Habana |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Oye pa segui cantando el son que es mi musica cubana |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Y yo sigo la linea recta es que lleva mi mambo |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| You quiero ver a todo el mundo con mi timba guarachando |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Por eso sigo sonando el montuno |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Pa’que sepa el mundo entero que como el son no hay ninguno |
| (Seguimos la linea de la tradicion) |
| Y te lo dice la Croma! |
| Lirycs por DavidM — Disfruten! |
| (translation) |
| At thirteen years old was when I was inspired |
| The bug bit me when I heard the sound of three |
| And I told her mommy, listen to me well: |
| What I want is to play the son |
| Play the son, play the son, play the son |
| And the old lady said boy don't be so crazy |
| Look how good soneros are everywhere |
| And my father said: look take the train |
| Give it to Havana to play the son |
| Play the son, play the son, play the son |
| Hey in Havana or in Italy |
| Playing the son as it is |
| (They are as they are, we follow the line of tradition) |
| Because the Rumba dresses up as a prieta criolla |
| And I come with my son! |
| (They are as they are, we follow the line of tradition) |
| That's why hurry up dancers |
| So there is no confusion, mom |
| Bring your chroma-mambo! |
| the soneros arrived |
| Thus! |
| (Remove?) mambo! |
| Hey mateo, what does daddy bring? |
| So that it does not bother, so that it does not protest |
| I bring you timbale (in?) son |
| start daddy |
| get started |
| This is sauce! |
| I leave Italy for Havana |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| Hey pa I kept singing the son that is my Cuban music |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| And I follow the straight line is what leads my mambo |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| I want to see the whole world with my timba guarachando |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| That's why I keep playing the montuno |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| So that the whole world knows that there is none like him |
| (We follow the line of tradition) |
| And the Chroma tells you! |
| Lirycs by DavidM — Enjoy! |