Grupo Niche — Buenaventura y Caney song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Buenaventura y Caney" by Grupo Niche.

Lyrics

Que sepan en Puerto Rico, que es la tierra del gibarito
A Nueva York hoy mi canto, perdonen que no les dedico
A PanamÃ¡, Venezuela, a todos, todos hermanitos
El grupo niche disculpas pide pues no es nuestra culpa
Que en la costa del PacÃfico
Hay un pueblo que lo llevamos
En el alma, se nos pegaron
Y con otros lo comparamos
AllÃ¡ hay cariÃ±o, ternura
Ambiente de sabrosura
Los cueros van en la sangre
Del pequeÃ±o
Hasta el mÃ¡s grande
Son niches como nosotros
De alegrÃa siempre en el rostro
A ti mi Buenaventura
Con amor te lo dedicamos
Del caney al bulevar camino dos pasos
AhÃ llegamos a empeÃ±ar, luego nos tapiamos
Del caney al bulevar camino dos pasos
AhÃ llegamos a empeÃ±ar, luego nos tapiamos
Pregones
AhÃ tiene su monte, ahÃ tiene su rey
Como el melao lo tiene el mamey y una negrita tambiÃ(c)n
Donde el negro solo, solito se liberÃ³
Rienda suelta al sabor y al tambor le diÃ³
Lo mismo que por tus calles vÃ una morena pasar
Â¡ay que bella es Nos tapiamos, nos emborrachamos
Por Dios que por ti todito lo brindamos
Cuando lejos de tÃ me encuentro, Buenaventura
Siento ganas de llorar por ti Mi Buenaventura, Buenaventura y Caney
Mi Buenaventura, Buenaventura y Caney
Pregones
Ahora me voy a meter un pargo
Rojo con bastante salsa
Y un sancocho de Ã±ato
Y te cuento compa'
Grupo Niche, pa' baila' y gozÃ¡'

Lyrics translation

Let them know in Puerto Rico, which is the land of gibarito
To New York Today my song, forgive me that I do not dedicate
To Panama, Venezuela, to all, all little brothers
The niche group apologizes for it is not our fault
That on the Pacific Coast
There's a town we're running.
In the soul, they stuck to us
And with others we compare it
There is affection, tenderness
Tasty atmosphere
The skins go in the blood
From the small
Even the biggest
They're niches like us.
Of joy always on the face
To you my good fortune
With love we dedicate it to you
From caney to Boulevard camino dos pasos
There we got to the bottom, then we covered
From caney to Boulevard camino dos pasos
There we got to the bottom, then we covered
Pregones
There's his mountain, there's his king
As the melao has the mamey and a bold also (c)n
Where the black man alone, alone freed himself
Free rein to the flavor and the drum I gave you
The same as in your streets saw a brunette pass by
How beautiful is it we cover up, we get drunk
For God's sake we all give it to you
When far from you I find myself, Bonaventure
I feel like crying for you my Bonaventure, Bonaventure and Caney
My Bonaventure, Bonaventure and Caney
Pregones
Now I'm going to get a snapper
Red with enough sauce
And a stink of smoke
And I tell you compa'
Group Niche, pa 'dance' and enjoy'