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[Ricky Martin]
 
Feel what I feel
Melting the cold because I’m with my people
 
The stars belong to the earth
And pioneers to the sky
From the clouds come the fires
The kind that can’t be smothered with ice
 
Who’s afraid of the calm?
Can’t even stand a downpour
Dance it, 'cause this is good
Move it, 'cause this is a game
 
[Residente]
 
No, no, don’t want a big trophy
Like Hector, what I want is for my people to sing
Leggo forward, they’re not stopping us today
Not even with elephant tranquilizer
Money, even if it’s abundant, has no value, we’re all important here
With the same mien, sweating and not showered but still elegant
Those hips, look at her, like gourmet food
Like cod without the thorns
It’s raining and this hasn’t ended yet
We dance even with our shoes wet
 
The pretty face, how pretty it is
For that smile, a marshmallow kiss
Heart of melon, melon 1
Grab your partner before we play the trombone
 
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
speak my people, sing it
 
[Bad Bunny]
 
Let Saint John dance it Havana dance it
Tight and sweaty
Like it Copa Cabana
You’re very bad, Juliana
Too much tastiness
As to not see you tomorrow
With my feet hot and the beers cold
Let the soul make the choreography
'Cause I don’t know how to dance either
But I trust I’ll learn before the sun comes out
 
Move like your flag, time goes by and doesn’t wait for no one
The street is lit, it’s on fire
Dancing with no shoes, the feet freestyle
With pride, I tell you we’re my grandma is
Thank you Maelo and Lavoe for school
My people, sing it, I’ll light up a candle
With Christ looking over the slums (yeah)
 
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
speak my people, sing it
 
The breeze and the wind don’t stop blowing
And the candle doesn’t go out
Your tide intoxicates my waist
The moon is a drop from the sun
 
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
my people, sing
The street dances it
speak my people, sing it
 
  • 1. A term of endearment similar to calling a loved one buttercup


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Celebration





It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
 

The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
 


05.03.2025

Sicilian honor





Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
 

When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
 

After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
 

Sicilian
 


05.03.2025

We are not like you





With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 


05.03.2025

Freedom





Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you