Paroles et traduction Gilberto Santa Rosa - Ban Ban Quere

Ban Ban Quere

Soy la rumba que vuelve triunfante
Borracho en coñac, qué felicidad
Soy el ritmo del mundo elegante
Del pobre suburbio y del boulevard

Vuelvo al barrio, al barrio un poco cambiada, lo sé
Con cadencia de ban y postró
Pero sigo la rumba de siempre
Prendida al recuerdo de un viejo sonar

Donde escucho la voz del rumbero de ayer
Y el repique del viejo tambor
Y al calor del aguardiente
Mi gente caliente se puso a corear

Vuelvo al barrio, al barrio un poco cambiada, lo sé
Con cadencia de ban y postró
Pero sigo la rumba de siempre
Prendida al recuerdo de un viejo sonar

Donde escucho la voz del rumbero de ayer
Y el repique del viejo tambor
Y al calor del aguardiente
Mi gente caliente se puso a corear

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Si yo soy la misma rumba
No te confundas
Acá se toca con rumba
Y to' el mundo quiere

(Ban ban ban) Pero que ban ban ban
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Que cuando suena mi ritmo
América hispana completa se envuelve

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Es la rumba que tú buscas
Es la rumba que te gusta
Esa que pone a bailar
A los hombres y las mujeres

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Quizás con nueva cadencia
Pero nadie se resiste
To' el mundo empieza a moverse

La rumba te está llamando
No te asombres cuando suene

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Esa es la misma rumba
La que llega al alma
La que cura penas
La que te entretiene

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Pa' la rumba no hay fronteras
Pa' la rumba no hay color
Lo baila el pobre y el rico
Y con el mismo sabor

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Dale cotinga recotanga y en la rumba (Ban ban quere mama)
La cintura mulata con aroma de agua ardiente (Ban ban quere mama)
Está sonando esta rumba sabrosa
En la esquina no te quedes (Ban ban quere mama)
Ven a bailarla, ven a bailarla
Si puedes, si te atreves (Ban ban quere mama)
Pero que ban ban ban

(Ban ban quere mama)
(Suena mi ban)
(Ban ban)
(Ban ban quere)

Y bajo de un puente
Al barrio, al salón elegante
To' el mundo me quiere
(Suena mi ban, ban ban, ban ban, ban quere)
Soy el sabor de mi tierra
Soy el alma de mi gente (ban quere)

Ban Ban Quere

I'm the rhythm that comes back victorious
Drunk in cognac, what a thrill
I'm the beat of the elegant world
Of the poor suburbs and the boulevards

I come back to the neighborhood, a little changed, I know
With a cadence of ban and postró
But I'm still the same old beat
Attached to the memory of an old sonar

Where I hear the voice of yesterday's rumbero
And the drumming of the old drum
And to the heat of the aguardiente
My hot people started to sing

I come back to the neighborhood, a little changed, I know
With a cadence of ban and postró
But I'm still the same old beat
Attached to the memory of an old sonar

Where I hear the voice of yesterday's rumbero
And the drumming of the old drum
And to the heat of the aguardiente
My hot people started to sing

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

If I'm the same old beat
Don't be confused
Here's where the rhythm is played
And everyone wants it

(Ban ban ban) But what ban ban ban
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

That when my rhythm sounds
The whole of Hispanic America is wrapped up

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

It's the beat you're looking for
It's the beat you like
The one that gets you dancing
To the men and the women

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Maybe with a new cadence
But no one can resist
Everyone starts moving

The beat is calling you
Don't be surprised when it sounds

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

That's the same old beat
The one that reaches the soul
The one that cures sorrow
The one that entertains you

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

There are no borders for the beat
There is no color for the beat
The poor and the rich dance it
And with the same flavor

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

(Ban ban ban)
(Ban ban quere mama)
(Ban ban quere)

Give me the cotinga recotanga and in the beat (Ban ban quere mama)
The mulatto waist with the scent of aguardiente (Ban ban quere mama)
This tasty beat is playing
Don't stay in the corner (Ban ban quere mama)
Come and dance it, come and dance it
If you can, if you dare (Ban ban quere mama)
But how about ban ban ban

(Ban ban quere mama)
(My ban is playing)
(Ban ban)
(Ban ban quere)

And under a bridge
To the neighborhood, to the elegant salon
Everyone wants me
(My ban is playing, ban ban, ban ban, ban quere)
I'm the flavor of my land
I'm the soul of my people (ban quere)