Papa’s a jazzman, and mama can sing again.
it’s not in vain to learn music and jam with friends.
Warm sun on my head on a park bench my thoughts blend
Salsa Mocha I say girl you’re loca to pray for a rhum & coca day
Cuban resort, Republican disorder, I give you the order, be in peace for your mother hey

I know I know I know I know that you care boy
Don’t care ‘bout the richer toys
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know that you care boy
You are the richest boy

Oh heyyy…

Sometimes people throw a rock at your happiness
don’t care about the rest don’t get involved in such a mess the less you care the more you’re blessed
Cuban resort, Republican disorder, I give you the order, be in peace for your mother
Let yourself go Let yourself go

I know I know I know I know that you care boy
Don’t care ‘bout the richer toys
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know that you care boy
You are the richest boy

Oh heyyy…

Pray for the better day pray for a common play.
Out of the range the eyes on you stay
Never give up you will get outta the alley
No more dreaming about L.A.

Pray for the better day pray for a common play
Don’t omit to get the change from your pay
Stay on your feet and keep your head straight
No more feeding the vulture’s party

Pray for the better day pray for a common play.
Out of the range the eyes on you stay
Never give up you will get outta the alley
No more dreaming about L.A.

Pray for the better day pray for a common play
Don’t omit to get the change from your pay
Stay on your feet and keep your head straight
No more feeding the vulture’s party