‘‘ El Son de Oriente’’

CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: How are they going to dance to my sound, if I don't play at the Prado, if the doors on the boardwalk have been closed to the sound. CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: I told you that I haven't lost hope of one day being able to sing a concert with my band in the capital. CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. They say that in Havana everything is different, and that they don't dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: Since I don't want to be in what everyone else is, they've started to spread rumors that I'm dying. My sound is going around the world invading territories. I only ask for a second to sing in the Capitol, I only ask for a second to sing in the Capitol. Oh, gosh, shake it, shake it! CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that one does not dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: Come and dance, listen to what I tell you, because I come in my own way to guarachar with me, all of Havana is waiting. CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that one does not dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: People tell me that what you have is Aché, Fabré, you did not go to school, what you have is swing, Fabré, Oh, that there is no one who can! Oh, mom! CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that one does not dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: How nice, how nice, how nice, people are waiting for me, I'm going with my repertoire and when I'm playing the Capitol is going to shake. CHORUS: They say that in Havana everything is different, and that you don't dance to the sound of the East. VOICE 1: Oh, mom! Shake it, shake it, Guancho!

CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: Como van a bailar con mi son, si no toco en el Prado,
si las puertas en el malecón para el son se han cerrado.
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: Te dije que yo no pierdo la esperanza
de un día poder cantar un concierto con mi banda en la capital.
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: Como no quiero estar en lo que está todo el mundo,
se han puesto a rumorar que yo estoy moribundo.
Mi son anda por el mundo invadiendo territorios.
Yo solo pido un segundo para cantar en el Capitolio,
yo solo pido un segundo para cantar en el Capitolio.
¡Ah, caray, agítala, agítala!
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: Ven a bailar, escucha lo que te digo,
porque vengo a mi manera
para guarachar conmigo espera La Habana entera.
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: La gente me dice tú lo que tienes es Aché, Fabré,
tú no pasaste escuela,
tú lo que tienes es un swing, Fabré,
¡Ay, que no hay quien pueda!
¡Ay, mamá!
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: Pero que lindo, que lindo, que lindo,
la gente me está esperando, yo voy con mi repertorio
y cuando yo esté tocando va a temblar el Capitolio.
CORO: Dicen que en La Habana todo es diferente,
y que no se baila con el son de Oriente.
VOZ 1: ¡Ay, mamá!
¡Agítala, agítala, Guancho!