Even though cumbia comes from Colombia the increase of trade between the Caribbean has developed cultural links allowing this fusion of music. This is an example of how a genre of music is played in Cuba, even though they do not use the original instruments of Colombia, an accordion.
VOICE 1: We parted by mutual agreement, without any argument, but, my life, I remember you and I will not tear you out of my heart. CHORUS: But, my life, I remember you and I will not tear you out of my heart. VOICE 1: With wise kisses you said goodbye to me, with wise kisses I said goodbye to you. Is that why I do not forget you, or is it that you live inside me? CHORUS: Is that why I do not forget you because you live inside me. VOICE 1: I don’t know if jealousy would be the cause that intervened in our existence or the bad advice of some people who only want to see us suffer? CHORUS: Or the bad advice of some people who only want to see us suffer. VOICE 1: With wise kisses you said goodbye to me, with wise kisses I said goodbye to you. Is that why I do not forget you or is it that you live inside me? CHORUS: Is that why I don't forget you or is it that you live inside me? I know you're leaving, that you're leaving, so if you go, may it go well for you. VOICE 1: You told me you loved me and I told you it can't be. CHORUS: I know you're leaving, that you're leaving, so if you go, may it go well for you. VOICE 1: With wise kisses you said goodbye to me, with wise kisses I said goodbye to you. CHORUS: I know you're leaving, that you're leaving, so if you go, may it go well for you. VOICE 1: Is that why I don't forget you or is it that you live inside me? CHORUS: I know you're leaving, that you're leaving, so if you go, may it go well for you. VOICE 1: I don't know if jealousy would be the cause that intervened in our existence? Come on, Domingo, put more flavor in the lute, this is Cuba!...
VOZ 1: Nos separamos de mutuo acuerdo,
sin que existiera una discusión,
pero, mi vida, yo te recuerdo
y no te arranco del corazón.
CORO: Pero, mi vida, yo te recuerdo
y no te arranco del corazón.
VOZ 1: Con sabios besos me despediste,
con sabios besos te despedí.
¿Será por eso que no te olvido,
o es que tú vives dentro de mí?
CORO: Será por eso que no te olvido
porque tú vives dentro de mí.
VOZ 1: ¿No sé si el celo sería la causa
que interviniera en nuestro existir
o el mal consejo de alguna gente
que solo quiere vernos sufrir?
CORO: O el mal consejo de alguna gente
que solo quiere vernos sufrir.
VOZ 1: Con sabios besos me despediste,
con sabios besos te despedí.
¿Será por eso que no te olvido
o es que tú vives dentro de mí?
CORO: ¿Será por eso que no te olvido
o es que tú vives dentro de a mí?
Sé que te vas, que te vas,
pues si te vas que te vaya bien.
VOZ 1: Tú me dijiste que me querías
y yo te dije no puede ser.
CORO: Sé que te vas, que te vas,
pues si te vas que te vaya bien.
VOZ 1: Con sabios besos me despediste,
con sabios besos te despedí.
CORO: Sé que te vas, que te vas,
pues si te vas que te vaya bien.
VOZ 1: ¿Será por eso que no te olvido
o es que tú vives dentro de mí?
CORO: Sé que te vas, que te vas,
pues si te vas que te vaya bien.
VOZ 1: ¿No sé si el celo sería la causa
que interviniera en nuestro existir?
¡Vaya, Domingo, póngale más sabor en el laúd, que esto es Cuba!...