Alberto Barros — Han Cogido La Cosa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Han Cogido La Cosa" by Alberto Barros.
Lyrics
Han cogido la cosa
Que pa reirse se burlan de mi
Han cogido la cosa
Que pa reirse me agaran a mi
Que tengo grande la boca y la nariz
Que nada bueno no me encuentran a mi
Que yo soy prieto, que soy carabalí
Pero orgulloso me siento yo así
Han cogido la cosa…
Que estoy de luto desde el dia que nací
Que trabajar no lo hizo Dios para mi
Que me tostaron como si fuera cafe
Que me colaron y negrito quede
Han cogido la cosa…
Blanco corriendo, atleta, negro corriendo, ratero
Blanco sin grado doctor y el negrito yerbatero (Bis)
Y el negrito yerbatero
Ah nah Ah nah Ah nah Ah nah sonero…
Pon eso le doy duro a los cueros
Vamos a hacer la cuenta
Que cuando se trata de salsa de rumba, yo si soy salsero
Cuando suena como suena me vuelvo sonero
Zapatero a tu zapato, lo que yo soy es rumbero
Rumba!
Han cogido la cosa, la cosa la han cogido
Que me queme Que me queme
Y he quedado como un tizon y de ñapa disque me han
Puesto el negrito bembón bembón
Han cogido la cosa, la cosa la han cogido
Pero qué otra cosa grande tiene?
Que tengo grande la boca y la nari'
Que otra cosa grande tendre yo por ahí?
Han cogido la cosa, la cosa la han cogido
Que si no lo hago a la entrada
La embarro a la salida
Ay quién puede ser negro, que cosa que tan jodida
Sura negro sura
Lyrics translation
They took the thing
That pa laugh they make fun of me
They took the thing
May they laugh at me
That I have big mouth and nose
That nothing good they do not find me
That I am prieto, that I am Carabali
But I feel so proud.
They took the thing…
That I've been grieving since the day I was born
That work did not God for me
That I was roasted like I was coffee
That I snuck in and negrito stayed
They took the thing…
White running, athlete, black running, thief
White without degree doctor and the bold herbalist (Bis)
And the grassy Negro
Ah nah ah nah ah nah ah nah sonero…
Put that on. I'll give it a hard time.
Let's do the math
That when it comes to rumba sauce, I am a gravy boy
When it sounds the way it sounds I become sonero
Shoemaker to your shoe, what I am is rumbero
Rumba!
They took the thing, the thing they took
Burn me burn me
And I've been like a tizon and Rhea disc I have
Put the bold bembon bembon
They took the thing, the thing they took
But what else is big about it?
That I have big mouth and nari'
What else big thing Am I gonna have out there?
They took the thing, the thing they took
That if I don't do it at the entrance
I'll dump her on the way out.
Oh who can be black, what a thing that so fucked up
Sura black sura