Fantastic Cumbia with a perfect balance in its instrumentation. A masterpiece from Cumbia maestro Lisandro Meza.
VOICE 1: Cumbia! Colombian cumbia with lots of flavor. Gilma Velázquez, this is your cumbia. Locked in my room, I think of you, I smoke one cigarette and then another, and I'm wasting away in the silence, sadly I start to cry. My friends come to find me, they introduce me to tons of girlfriends, but in my thoughts only your kisses exist, I'm a slave to your love. Oh, love, if my life is so yours, why do you punish me and make me suffer? CHORUS: My reason, my reason, my reason for being is you. My reason, my reason, you are my reason for being. VOICE 1: Hey, Enrique Lara, from New York, with pleasure. Hey! The night breeze brings your voice, I perceive your smile and your gaze, and I dream of your kisses, but then I wake up, sadly I start to cry. Oh, love, don't make me suffer, please, don't make me grieve, start your return because I can't cope with the sad loneliness. Oh, my love, if my life is so much yours, why do you punish me and make me suffer? CHORUS: My reason, my reason, my reason for being is you. My reason, my reason is you, my reason for being. My reason, my reason, my reason for being is you. My reason, my reason is you, my reason for being. Well, didn't you know that you are my life? Hey!
VOZ 1: ¡Cumbia!,
cumbia colombiana
con mucho sabor.
Gilma Velázquez esta es tu cumbia
Encerrado en mi alcoba pienso en ti,
fumo un cigarrillo y otro más
y me estoy consumiendo
en medio del silencio,
triste me pongo a llorar.
Mis amigos me vienen a buscar
me presentan amigas a montón,
pero en mi pensamiento
solo existen tus besos,
soy esclavo de tu amor.
Ay, amor, si es tan tuya mi vida
por qué me castigas y me haces padecer.
CORO: Mi razón,
mi razón
mi razón de ser eres tú.
Mi razón,
mi razón
eres tú, mi razón de ser.
VOZ 1: Oye, Enrique Lara,
De Nueva York con mucho gusto.
¡Epa!.
La brisa de la noche trae tu voz,
percibo tu sonrisa y tu mirar
y sueño con tus besos
pero luego despierto,
triste me pongo a llorar.
Ay, amor no me hagas padecer,
por favor, no me pongas a penar
emprende tu regreso
porque yo no me entiendo
con la triste soledad.
Ay, amor, si es tan tuya mi vida
por qué me castigas y me haces padecer.
CORO: Mi razón,
mi razón
mi razón de ser eres tú.
Mi razón,
mi razón
eres tú, mi razón de ser.
Mi razón,
mi razón
mi razón de ser eres tú.
Mi razón,
mi razón
eres tú, mi razón de ser.
Bueno, no lo sabías
que tú eres mi vida.
¡Epa!