Translation of the song lyrics Tacata - Tacabro

Tacata (original)

Tu sabe que cosa es el Tacat?
Te gusta el Tacat?
A mi me gusta cuando las mamitas hacen Tacat
Tacat br!
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Mira como dice mi Tacat
Que empieze la fiesta Tacat
La gente bailando el Tacat, to' mundo gritando Tacat
Subele el volume de Tacat, mueve tu culito Tacat, tambien el bechito. Tacat
Romano & Sapienza Tacat
Oh yeah, pa' la gente que le gusta el Tacat, ahora digo Atacabr,
ataca yo y el mi tambien
La gente bailando y tu bla bla bla. Que es y ataca yo, que es battall
Le tette muchacho, yo vuelta Tacat
Que todos le gusta, ai mama
Te veo attacaa y bien sofocaa
Ecriviendo cositas de este esperao
Invente una cosa nueva a la house
Tacat bro
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Mira como dice mi Tacat
Que empieze la fiesta Tacat
La gente bailando el Tacat
To' mundo gridando Tacat
Subele el volume de Tacat, mueve tu culito Tacat, tambien el bechito. Tacat
Que empieze la fiesta, tacat
Ella criticando mi msica buena
Que hago con algun, para toda la arena
Dale tomate un vaso de agua con carnela
Y veras muchachito que te pasan las penas
Juege conmigo que yo estoy en candela
Tu sabe yo soy el rey de las nenas
Uela muchaco, Tu sabe yo soy candela, tu sabe yo soy el rey de las nenas
Y que pone las cosas buena
Y ya todo el mundo sabe que lo canten de La Habana
Ta, ta, tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Dale mamasita con tu tacat
Dale mamasita tacat
Mira como dice mi Tacat
Que empieze la fiesta Tacat
La gente bailando el Tacat
To' mundo gritando Tacat
Subele el volume de Tacat, mueve tu culito Tacat, tambien el bechito. Tacat
Que empieze la fiesta, tacat
Hacete tacat, que te gusta a ti mami
Ta, ta, tacat
Ahhhhhh
Tacat bro

Tacata (translation)

Do you fathom what Tacat is—this riddle in the dark?
Does the Tacat stir your marrow, light a secret spark?
For me, delight ignites when mothers conjure Tacat’s spell,
Tacat—wild cry, bronze bell!
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the floorboards moan,
Come, beloved, Tacat’s yours alone,
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the hour be flown,
Come, beloved—Tacat, stone upon stone.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the old floor creak,
Come, beloved, Tacat—dark and sleek.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat, the moon’s echo and tune,
Come, beloved, Tacat—swift as monsoon.
See how my Tacat pronounces its name—a copper tongue,
Let the feast commence, let its banners be hung!
Bodies swirl the Tacat’s circle, the air ablaze with shout,
Raise Tacat’s volume—hips undulate, lips like rainclouds pout,
Romano and Sapienza—Tacat’s ancestral flame,
Oh yes, for the souls whom Tacat claims, now I call: Atacabr’s name,
I strike, and my shadow doubles the game.
The world dances, while your lips mutter wind—what is this strife? The battle begins.
Breasts of youth, boy—my orbit is Tacat’s tide,
All delight in it, oh mother—no one can hide.
I see you beset, breathless, as if in a net,
You inscribe little wishes in the dusk, hope’s vignette.
I crafted a novelty for the house—phantom and guest,
Tacat, brother—drum in the chest.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the old song play,
Come, beloved—Tacat, night and day.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let shadows sway,
Come, beloved—Tacat’s ballet.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let laughter stray,
Come, beloved—Tacat, wild bouquet.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the lanterns sway,
Come, beloved—Tacat, break of day.
See how my Tacat pronounces its name—a sunbeam bent in two,
Let the revel begin, let the music renew!
The folk whirl in Tacat’s fervor,
The globe roars—Tacat, their silver river.
Raise up Tacat’s thunder—hips flicker, lips like rose-embers quiver.
Let the revel begin—Tacat, forever.
She, a shadow, critiques my noble song,
What shall I do, to cast joy across the sand’s long tongue?
Give her a glass of water, cinnamon dissolved in the stream—
And behold, young lad, your sorrows float downstream.
Come play with flame, for my veins ignite;
You know I am lord of the girls’ delight.
Rise, boy—know I am fire, you know I am king of the night,
And the one who sets every dull joy alight.
Now all the earth knows the chorus from Havana’s heart,
Ta, ta—Tacat, a start.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—let the world be spun,
Come, beloved—Tacat, one by one.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—till the stars are done,
Come, beloved—Tacat, wild run.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—where the bright waves run,
Come, beloved—Tacat, under the sun.
Come now, fair one, with your Tacat—till the dance is won,
Come, beloved—Tacat, begun.
See how my Tacat pronounces its quest—a wind in the rye,
Let the revel commence, let the bells reply.
All the folk swirling the Tacat—
And the world, roaring Tacat.
Raise the Tacat’s thunder—hips blossom, lips like dew,
Let the revel commence, Tacat breaking through.
Become Tacat—since, mother, it’s what you desire,
Ta, ta—Tacat, sets the world on fire.
Ahhhhhh—
Tacat, brother—drum and lyre.