A slow tempo romantic instrumental melody. Piano and Sax twist together to present a sense of adventure.....taking you on a mysterious journey deep into the unknown... Also available with vocals.
VOICE 1: Those kisses that were mine, lied to me with charms. I believed in this love, what I carry so deep inside. They say you've mistreated him by not being by my side anymore. I'm not going to do anything for you, it's you who has failed me, for that crazy man who doesn't know what to do with your life anymore. VOICE 2: With your life. VOICE 1: That ingrate who made you wake up today so empty and this rage that kills me, I can't even hide it. I don't want to suffer this life that I'm not living. He's a fool, a bastard, a bungler and audacious who doesn't know how to love a woman. VOICE 2: Devil man, leave my wife alone. I can punish you and you'll see it, I have the right to end your life, what you did opened my wounds. VOICE 3: I don't want to tell a story, everything here has already been invented. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 1: Why did you leave and haven't come back? CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 1: They saw you dancing with To Mezclao. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 2: You fooling around and I'm here, dizzy. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 2: Lie down here, mamita, look, the tumbao has got you. CHORUS: Hey, hey, hey. VOICE 2: The tumbao. CHORUS: Hey, hey, hey. VOICE 2: The tumbao. CHORUS: Hey, hey, hey. VOICE 2: The tumbao. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 1: Those kisses left me out of control. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 2: You on the street and I'm punished. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 1: Invented, invented. CHORUS: Everything here has already been invented. VOICE 2: Attention, the guy confessed. VOICE 1: They tricked you, they lied to you, oh, woman, I can't understand that. Forget your grudges, life is very good. Don't stop loving me. Spend the night dancing, spend the days singing, that's worth it, because life is good. CHORUS: Oh, how good. VOICE 1: Women CHORUS: Oh, how good. VOICE 3: Come all of them: the skinny ones, the chubby ones, the mulatto women, the white ones, from Santiago de Cuba, from Havana, hey, all women are good! CHORUS: Oh! How good. Everything here has already been invented...
VOZ 1: Esos besos que eran míos,
con encantos me mintieron.
Yo creía en este amor,
lo que llevo tan adentro.
Dicen que le has maltratado
por no estar más a mi lado.
Nada voy a hacer por ti,
eres tú quien me ha fallado,
por ese loco que no sabe ya que hacer más con tu vida.
VOZ 2: Con tu vida.
VOZ 1: Ese ingrato que te hizo amanecer hoy tan vacía
y esta rabia que me mata, no la puedo ni esconder.
Esta vida que no vivo no la quiero padecer.
Es un tonto, malnacido, chapucero y atrevido que no sabe cómo hacer
para amar a una mujer.
VOZ 2: Hombre diablo,
deja en paz a mi mujer.
Te puedo castigar y eso tú lo vas a ver,
yo tengo derecho a acabar con tu vida,
eso que hiciste abrió mis heridas.
VOZ 3: No quiero cuento,
aquí todo ya está inventado.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 1: ¿Por qué te fuiste y no has regresado?
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 1: Te vieron bailando con To Mezclao.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 2: Tú vacilando y yo aquí mareado.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 2: Échate para acá, mamita,
mira te cogió el tumbao.
CORO: Eh, eh, eh.
VOZ 2: El tumbao.
CORO: Eh, eh, eh.
VOZ 2: El tumbao.
CORO: Eh, eh, eh.
VOZ 2: El tumbao.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 1: Esos besos me dejaron descontrolado.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 2: Tú en la calle y yo castigado.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 1: Inventado,
inventado.
CORO: Aquí todo ya está inventado.
VOZ 2: Atención, el tipo se confesó.
VOZ 1: Te engañaron, te mintieron,
¡ay!, mujer
eso no lo puedo yo entender.
Olvida los rencores,
la vida está muy buena.
No me dejes de querer.
Pasa la noche bailando,
pasa los días cantando,
eso sí vale la pena,
porque la vida está buena.
CORO: ¡Ay!, qué buenas.
VOZ 1: Mujeres
CORO: ¡Ay!, qué buenas.
VOZ 3: Vengan todas: las flaquitas,
las gorditas,
las mulatas,
las blanquitas,
santiagueras,
habaneras,
¡oye,
todas las mujeres son buenas!
CORO: ¡Ay! qué buenas.
Aquí todo ya está inventado…