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Una y Otra Vez

by Sergent Garcia

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Sergent Garcia, a heavyweight in the European mestizo music scene, returns with his first full- length album in five years with the groundbreaking Una y Otra Vez (Time and Time Again). A pioneer in blending the fiery Caribbean sounds of salsa, reggae, ska and dancehall with a punk attitude and continental style, Sergent Garcia's latest musical adventure finds him traveling to Colombia to dive into what is currently the epicenter of some of the world's hottest sounds. Una y Otra Vez marks this former rocker's return to his independent roots with a renewed creative energy.

    The physical CD is packaged in a 6-panel digipak with a 32 page booklet including lyrics, translations in 3 languages, and Sergent Garcia's stories about the songs. Purchase also includes immediate download of 14-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.

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    Immediate download of 14-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. Download includes digital liner notes with beautiful photos, lyrics, translations in 3 languages, and Sergent Garcia's stories about the songs.
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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    Now available for the very first time on vinyl, Sergent Garcia's acclaimed album "Una y Otra Vez" in scorching orange vinyl. We only have 70 copies of these so get them while they last!

    One of Sergent Garcia's most exciting albums, "Una y Otra Vez" was nominated for the Latin Grammy when it was originally released in 2011.

    Sergent Garcia, a heavyweight of European mestizo music, is a pioneer in blending the fiery Caribbean sounds of salsa, reggae, ska and dancehall with a punk attitude and continental style. "Una y Otra Vez" finds him traveling to Colombia to dive into the epicenter of one of the world's hottest music scenes.

    Learn more and check out some of the music videos for this amazing album here:
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    Track Listing of the LP:
    Side A
    1. Una y otra veza
    2. El baile del diablo
    3. Mi son mi friend
    4. Vasito de agua
    5. Chacun son combat

    Side B
    1. Yo soy salsamuffin
    2. Ojos innocentes
    3. Même si
    4. Acho bai bai
    5. Bolero nuevo

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1.
Caminando por las calles de mi alma Laberinto extraño de mi soledad Pensando en las claves de mi existencia Viajando en el desierto de mi intimidad Repasando y analizando de mi vida los sabores Cuando fueron mis errores Mis alegrías y desamores Con que piedra yo tropecé Cuál fue la meta que yo no alcancé Cuáles tragos amargos de tragedias y otros milagros Caminando entre fieles y fieras Recorriendo el sendero una y otra vez Una y otra vez Poco a poco se diluyen y se van Las nubes que desde años, nuestros sueños alborotan A lo lejos en la niebla, voces se escuchan Bajan de las montañas, los tambores reclaman Soñadores con soluciones vibramos con inteligencia Nuestro sueños no son ilusiones Tenemos corazón y tenemos consciencia Y aunque caigamos mil y una vez Naceremos con más fuerza una y otra vez Una y otra vez Caminando en las calles de la ciudad No tengo miedo porque sé que un día Todo vuelve a empezar Y ese día caminaremos con alegría Porque nuestros sueños se habrán hecho realidad Seguiremos soñando, seguiremos cantando Aunque te cueste aceptarlo Estaremos siempre como sombras vigilando Una y otra vez -------------- Walking down the streets of my soul The strange labyrinth of my solitude Thinking of the keys to my existence Traveling in the desert of my intimacy Reflecting and analyzing the flavors of my life When I made mistakes My joys and my heartbreak The stones I stumbled over The goals that I never reached What bitter days of tragedy and other miracles Walking between the faithful and the fierce Traveling the path time and time again Time and time again Little by little they dissipate and leave The clouds that for years rampaged in our dreams Far away in the fog voices can be heard Coming down from the mountains, the drums are calling out Dreamers with solutions we tremble with intelligence Our dreams are not illusions We have heart and we have a conscience And even though we fall a thousand and one times We will be born again with even more strength time and time again Time and time again Walking through the streets of the city I am not afraid because I know that one day Everything will begin again And that day we will walk with happiness Because our dreams have become a reality We will keep on dreaming, keep on singing Even though it may be hard to accept We will always be like shadows, waiting Time and time again
2.
Cumbia, ragga, dancehall con son Sabrosa mezcla de ritmos la que trae esta canción México, Colombia, Cuba, Jamaica en combinación Con el Mediterráneo siendo la conexión Up town, down town, la rumba ya empezó De Valencia a Bogotá pasando por Guantánamo De Monterrey hasta el DF vía el lindo Jalisco De Santiago hasta la Habana pasando por Kingston Abre la puerta Tomasa y apaga la televisión Salsamuffin en la casa ragga con cumbia, y con son! Abran paso, mi música revienta el cemento Tu no me conoces pues yo soy el sargento Este ritmo viene con sabor y sentimiento Déjate llevar y verás que yo no miento Este ritmo lleva pólvora por dentro Dispara melodías y las clava en el centro Esto es cierto y acierto Cuando digo que mi música revienta el cemento Dame un beat, dame un acordeón Y lo que yo te formo es una revolución Dame un mike, y dame una guitarra Y así de sencillo te brindo una rolita extra Yo te lo digo así nació mi música De mi barrio el eco y la crónica Así yo me alimento, no me importa la crítica La calle me inspira lo demás no me la pica Cumbia, ragga, dancehall con son Sabrosa mezcla de ritmos la que trae esta canción México, Colombia, Cuba, Jamaica en combinación Con el Mediterráneo siendo la conexión Yo soy salsamuffin vecina Y sabes yo vivo en la esquina Lo amargo lo convierto en dulzura Soy manana, soy cultura Todo esto en nuestro barrio puedes verlo en cada esquina El volumen bien alto sonando por las bocinas El DJ girando los ritmos con arte en tarima Todo el mundo bailando y vibrando con nuestra rima Muffin y Muffin…y raggamuffin Muffin y Muffin…y cumbiamuffin Abre la puerta Tomasa y apaga la televisión Salsamuffin en la casa ragga con cumbia, y con son! Abran paso, mi música revienta el cemento Tu no me conoces pues yo soy el sargento Este ritmo viene con sabor y sentimiento Déjate llevar y verás que yo no miento Este ritmo lleva pólvora por dentro Dispara melodías y las clava en el centro Esto es cierto y acierto Cuando digo que mi música revienta el cemento _____________ Cumbia, ragga, dancehall with son A tasty mix of rhythms carried by this song Mexico, Colombia, Cuba, Jamaica in combination With the Mediterranean making the connection Uptown, downtown, the party has started From Valencia to Bogota passing through Guantánamo From Monterrey to the DF through beautiful Jalisco From Santiago to Havana passing by Kingston Cumbia, ragga, dancehall with son Salsamuffin in the house, ragga with cumbia and son! Make way, my music is bursting through the concrete You don’t know me but I’m the Sergent This rhythm comes with flavor and feeling Let it pick you up and you’ll see I’m not lying This rhythm has gunpowder inside It shoots melodies and digs right to the core This is for sure and certain When I say that my music breaks through the concrete Give me a beat, give me an accordion And what I put together will be a revolution Give me a mike, and give me a guitar And from something so simple I’ll give you a little extra song I’m telling you, that’s how my music was born From my ‘hood the echo and the stories That’s what feeds me, I don’t care about criticism The street is what inspires me everything else doesn’t sting me Cumbia, ragga, dancehall with son A tasty mix of rhythms carried by this song Mexico, Colombia, Cuba, Jamaica in combination With the Mediterranean making the connection I am salsamuffin, homey And you know I live on the corner I turn the bitter into sweet I am the spirit of the barrio, I am culture All of this in our neighborhood can be seen on every corner With the volume cranked through the speakers The DJ turning the rhythms with his turntable skills Everyone dancing and grooving to our rhymes Muffin and muffin…and raggamuffin Muffin and muffin…and cumbiamuffin Cumbia, ragga, dancehall with son Salsamuffin in the house, ragga with cumbia and son! Make way, my music is bursting through the concrete You don’t know me but I’m the Sergent This rhythm comes with flavor and feeling Let it pick you up and you’ll see I’m not lying This rhythm has gunpowder inside It shoots melodies and digs right to the core This is for sure and certain When I say that my music breaks through the concrete
3.
J’ai touché le ciel, j’ai laissé couler le sable Le temps passe et il y a toujours, les mêmes amis à ma table Il y a eu souvent des poings face à mes caresses Mais je pardonne tous les faux frères, los traidores Moi j’ai toujours combattu pour la même tribu Les sans voix d’où qu’ils soient tous les frères de la rue Punk rasta crête ou dreads, ça fait des années que je plaide Et pour que j’m’arrête man, il faudra que t’attendes de m’voir dead Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit J’ai trainé ma dalle sur le sol rouge de l’Afrique Rêveur illégal anachronique Un triptyque animal et des balles qui s’invitent Au dernier bal du Babylone trafic Pourtant j’ai grandi sur les dalles d’un périphérique J’ai chassé dans les halles des nazis nostalgiques J’étais un cheyenne socialement dyslexique A la police mentale je suis toujours alergique Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa Ma millefa à moi c’est Tijuana, Santiago, Bogota Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit J’ai trainé mes ranjos, balançé mes sales vannes Dans les bars de Manille, dans les barrios d’La Havane Je pense à tous mes vatos quand j’ai le vague à l’âme Mes pinches mareos, victimes du macadam Pourtant j’ai fait gueuler la taule, j’ai criave du ciment J’ai bien joue mon rôle sans jamais être un truand J’ai trimé, j’ai dealé ma colère et mon sang A des multinationales qui confondent l’art et l’argent Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit _______ Translation: Today, everyone has their battles Everyone their family, everyone their mafia My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere I touched the sky, I let the sand flow through my fingers Time passes and still I have the same friends at my table My caresses were often confronted with fists But I have forgiven all my false friends, the traitors I have always fought for the same tribe The voiceless, who are all brothers in the street Punk, rasta, or dreads, I’ve been pleading for years And if you want me to stop, you’ll have to wait to see me dead Today, everyone has their battles Everyone their family, everyone their mafia My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere I dragged my weight on the red soil of Africa An anachronistic illegal dreamer An animal triptych and shot their way At the last bullets of Babylon traffic Yet I grew up on the streets of a ghetto I hunted downtown new-style Nazis I was a rebel, socially dyslexic I am still allergic to the brainwashing police Today, everyone has their battles Everyone their family, everyone their mafia My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa My turf is Tijuana, Santiago, Bogotá Today, everyone has their battles Everyone their family, everyone their mafia My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere I dragged my boots, swinging my dirty valves In the bars of Manilla, in the barrios of Havana I think of all my gang when I’m feeling down My damn sicknesses, victims of a concrete jungle Yet I did my time, I ate concrete I have played my role without being a thief I toiled, I dealt my anger and blood At multinational companies that confuse art and money
4.
Préstame tus ojos inocentes Para ver más allá del horizonte Donde el hombre nace libre y vive libre Y no se asusta de la muerte Mas allá de la montaña existe una tierra (x4) Préstame tu lengua de luz y humildad Para que tu sabiduría llene mi soledad Para que tu manto culto se extienda Por la paz del mundo traéme paz a la tierra Préstame este mundo que el pánico no cunda Préstame este mundo y le hago propaganda Te prometo, lo prodigo toda la promoganda Del underground de la raza que nunca abandona Tengo a mi lado esa raza de guerreros Que se alza orgullosa y no se da por vencida Ya no pueden callar mas, ellos reclaman mas Esa voz solo dice, que ya no aguanta mas Préstame palabras inocentes Pa’ cantar mas allá del horizonte Donde el hombre nace libre y vive libre Y no se asusta de la muerte Mas allá de la montaña existe una tierra (x4) _____ Translation: Lend me your innocent eyes I want to see the world with a different perspective My eyes have seen so many misfortunes They only want to rest for a moment in peace Let me dream that I am someone else Let me escape from this world without a face Let me see how the rain falls in streams Let us clean up all this mud Lend me your innocent eyes To see beyond the horizon Where man is born free and lives free And is not afraid of death Beyond the mountain there is a land Lend me your language of light and humility So your wisdom might fill my loneliness So that your blanket of beliefs can spread So that the peace of the world brings me peace on Earth Lend me a world that does not foster stress Lend me this world and I’ll make propaganda I promise, I lavish all promoganda on it From the underground of the people that will never leave it I have by my side this race of warriors Which stands proudly and is never defeated They can no longer be silent but they demand more That voice that just says, I can’t take it anymore Lend me your innocent words To sing beyond the horizon Where man is born free and lives free And is not afraid of death Beyond the mountain there is a land
5.
Mi Son Mi Friend (free) 04:14
Coro: Mi música mi hermano rompe las fronteras Mi reggae dancehall es un arma letal Mi son mi friend arrasa donde quieras No hay quien se resista esto no tiene rival Esta música mata la ignorancia Solo queremos que crezca la consciencia Por eso amigo sembramos la semilla La semilla La semilla Caribean power ultra mega hyperpsicodelico En la elegancia tropical sonido típico Traspasa por la mente con música te lo aplico Tan sí que perfora como si fuera el ultimo No seas sensible a tanto cambio de temperatura Con la potencia de este ritmo no tiene censura Ni de la forma oscura con la que miro Que llenarte de energía es lo ultimo que aspiro Baila baila, te vuelo la cabeza Baila, baila, el ritmo está que pesa Baila baila, no importa lo que digo Si tu bailas conmigo Coro Yo solo quiero respirar aire fresco Y gozar contigo cada momento Bailar así apretadito Quiero que me quites hasta al apetito Vivir ese baile como si fuera el último Coro ______ Translation Chorus: My music, my brother, breaks boundaries My dancehall reggae is a lethal weapon My sound my friend rips it up anywhere No one can resist, it has no rival This music kills ignorance We only want wisdom to grow That’s why, my friend, we’re planting the seed The seed The seed Caribbean power, ultra mega hyperpsychodelic In the tropical elegance a typical sound Passes through the mind with music I give to you So much so that it goes through as if it were the last Don’t be sensitive to so much change in temperature With the power of this rhythm you can’t be silenced Even with the dark shape that I look through Filling you with energy is what I aspire to do Dance, dance, I’ll blow your mind Dance, dance, this rhythm is heavy Dance dance, it doesn’t matter what I say If you dance with me Chorus I just want to breathe the fresh air And enjoy every moment with you Dancing pressed together I want to remove everything, even my appetite Living this dance as if it were your last Chorus
6.
Meme Si 04:18
Coro: Oui je sais que les chiens aboient Que les hyènes me suivent partout pas à pas Les vautours dans le ciel tournent autour de moi Mais je ne m’en fais pas car tu es là près de moi Même si la pluie qui tombe me remplit de tristesse Même si le vent qui balaye du monde toute la sagesse Même si les hommes sont fous et ne tiennent pas leurs promesses Je sais que tu oublies tout sous l’effet de mes caresses La tormenta nos deja a la deriva Ola tras ola que nos viene encima Aunque la marea nos intente alejar Ni la lluvia ni el viento nos van a separar Estribillo: Pour toi señorita je ferai n’importe quoi Tu sais mamacita que tu peux compter sur moi Dis moi encore une fois que je suis ton roi Je livrerai mille batailles je mourrai pour toi Coro Même si les vipères sont cachées sur le sentier J’évite les pierres du chemin j’évite tous les dangers Je sais que tôt ou tard les derniers seront les premiers Et que les coups reçus un jour seront vengés Aunque las fronteras bloqueen el camino Yo sigo este rumbo, esquivando al enemigo De los cien desiertos tuviera que atravesar Ni alacranes ni serpientes nos van a separar Estribillo Un espíritu guerrero me viene ayudando Vengo mas armado que un marine americano El eco de mis pasos me viene acompañando Mi canto me protege en el monte y en el llano Muchos nos quieren dividir Nos quieren separar man, nos quieren ver pelear No saben que nuestra vibra es algo muy especial Que ladren los perros el río va rumbo al mar ______ Translation Chorus: Yes I know that dogs are barking Hyenas follow my every step Vultures in the sky circle me But I’m not worried because you’re here beside me Even if rain falls and fills me with sadness Even if the wind sweeps away the wisdom of the world Even if men are fools and do not keep their promises I know that you forget everything under the effect of my caresses The storm leaves us adrift Wave after wave washes over us Although we try to escape the tide Neither rain nor wind will separate us Refrain: Girl, for you I’ll do anything My love, you know you can count on me Tell me again that I am your king I will fight a thousand battles, I will die for you Chorus Even if snakes are hidden on the trail I avoid stones in the road, I avoid all the dangers I know that sooner or later the last shall be first And that blows received one day be avenged Even though borders block the road I follow this path, avoiding the enemy Of the hundred deserts I’ve had to cross Neither scorpions nor snakes will separate us Refrain A fighting spirit has been helping me I come better armed than a U.S. Marine The echo of my steps has accompanied me My song protects me on the mountain and the plain Many people want to break us apart They want to separate us, man, they want to see us fight They don’t know that our vibe is something very special Dogs bark at the river that is rolling to the sea Chorus
7.
Con un vasito de agua y la vela vamos a resolver Con un vasito de agua y la vela vamos a resolver Yo se lo digo comadre que pronto va a llover Yo se lo digo comadre que pronto va a llover Mi padrino siempre dice, ponle roncito a tu santo Mi padrino siempre dice, ponle roncito a tu santo Agua fresca pa’ tus muertos, cantales bonito con luz y con fe Agua fresca pa’ tus muertos, cantales bonito con luz y con fe Si no sabes a donde ir, si no sabes que camino elegir Si no te llega nada a casa y te da vueltas la cabeza Prende una vela compadre que vamos a resolver Pon la ayudita de dios compadre, sí, vamos a resolver Mi padrino siempre dice, no hay mal que por bien no venga Mi padrino siempre dice, no hay mal que por bien no venga No le culpes a la vida el sol llega después de la lluvia No le culpes a la vida el sol llega después de la lluvia No hay penas que no se alejen, no hay dolores que duren y duren No hay heridas que no curen, no hay camino que al cielo no lleve Límpiate con fruta fresca, con nopal y con flores blancas Prende una vela y canta con fe y veras como cambia tu suerte Si va a llover que llueva… Dice mi tío que le pide a su santo Pa’ que le ayude a resolver un asunto Le brinda flores, tabaco, lo que puede Pero no le canta y por eso no resuelve Cántale a tu santo, cántale a tus muertos Prende una vela, de agua un vasito No hay mas na’, tu sabes que la lluvia Limpia el mundo de la noche a la mañana ______ Translation: With a glass of water and a candle we will settle it With a glass of water and a candle we will settle it I tell you my friend that soon it will rain I tell you my friend that soon it will rain My father always tells me, put a little rum on your Saint My father always tells me, put a little rum on your Saint Fresh water for your deceased, sing beautifully to them with light and faith Fresh water for your deceased, sing beautifully to them with light and faith If you don’t know where to go, if you don’t know which path to choose If nothing comes to you at home and your head is spinning Take a candle my friend, that will settle it Get the help of the Lord, my friend, yes, that will settle it My godfather always tells me, every cloud has a silver living My godfather always tells me, every cloud has a silver living Don’t blame him, in life the sun always comes after the rain Don’t blame him, in life the sun always comes after the rain There are no problems that are not relieved, no pains that last and last No wounds that do not heal, there is no path that does not lead to heaven Wash yourself with fresh fruit, with cactus leaf and white flowers Light a candle and sing with faith and you’ll see how your luck will change If it is going to rain, let it rain… My uncle says he asks his Saint To help him resolve something He brings it flowers, tobacco, what he can But he doesn’t sing to it, which is why it isn’t solved Sing to your Saint, sing to your deceased Light a candle, a little glass of water No more than that, you know that the rain Cleans the world at night and in the morning
8.
Coro Huele a azufre, huele a gas Hey man no mires, no mires atrás El baile del diablo, para que tu lo entiendas Un paso para adelante, dos pasos para atrás Mami, todos los días se pone peor Hasta se marchita la mas linda flor Quién es el responsable, nadie habla todos saben Quién es el responsable, cuando hablan nada dicen Quién regó la planta de la ignorancia Quién alimenta la perra pobreza Quién baile con el diablo esta seguidilla Quién abrió la puerta pa’ que se siente en la silla Ese baile yo, no lo bailo ya, váyanse demonios yo no bailo mas! Ese baile yo, no lo bailo ya, váyanse demonios yo no bailo mas! Me marea, me mareo Con la misma melodía Y al compás todos bailamos con la misma tonadilla Como se ríe el diablo cuando no ve sacando pecho Como gallos llenos de orgullo El sabe bien que solos nos encadenamos Que como locos en la niebla nos equivocamos Y seguimos pisándonos, como ciegos Nuestro infierno esta en la tierra, no en los cielos Ese es el baile del que no se nombra nunca Dos ojos adelante y otro detrás de la nuca Papa mejor no se meta acá Fuera de la pista como culebra Su lengua se desliza Y se promete, seduce, te engaña con un dulce Mira como lo luce Rojo de rabia lo puse Y yo con mi tumbao bien cadencioso Calidoso, llevo mi protección acá en mi bolso Se montaron los bayos en calibrados Suelta la campana bongo Que el sabor lo pongo yo ______ Translation: Chorus: It smells like sulfur, it smells like gas Hey man, don’t look, don’t look behind you The dance of the devil, so you understand One step forward, two steps back Man, every day it gets worse Even the prettiest flower wilts Who is responsible, no one speaks but everyone knows Who is responsible, when they speak they don’t say anything Who watered the plant of ignorance Who feeds the dog of poverty Who dances with the devil these little steps Who opened the door so he could sit in the chair This dance, I won’t dance it anymore, get out of here devils I’m not dancing anymore! This dance, I won’t dance it anymore, get out of here devils I’m not dancing anymore! Chorus: It makes me sick, it makes me dizzy The same old melody And the rhythm that we dance to the same tune How the devil laughs when he sees us puffing out our chests Like roosters full of pride He knows that we’re only keeping ourselves in chains Like lunatics in the fog we lose our way And we keep stepping on each others feet like blind people Our hell is to be on Earth, not in heaven This is the dance of he who shall not be named Two eyes in front and another behind his head Dude, you’d better not go there Off the track like a snake His tongue slithers And he promises, seduces, deceives you with sweetness See how it looks Red with rage And me with my hot rhythm So fine, I carry my protection in my bag They mount the furious horses Sound the cowbell my friend ‘Cause I put in the flavor Chorus
9.
Traigo en mi mochila mil kilos de sabor Una tumba un acordeón sin que me falte la clave Para cuando yo estoy solo Rumbero me consuelo Traigo la cultura de los pueblos Mi raíz y sentimientos Y en la mano Siempre un garabato Pa’ que me abra el camino Perfume, para las mujeres Y pa’ los niños yo traigo caramelos Mi suyere Caracoles para mirar el camino Y con mi canto proteger la humanidad Traigo rumba Lucumí Tierra del caimán y sol tropical Polvo de tabaco, aroma de café Traigo melao de caña y el ron bien caliente Bemba colora Mi suyere Virgen de la caridad, mambisa tan milagrosa Si del diablo son las cosas permítame que te pida No vaya a poner las cosas mas malas de lo que están Si yo he venido a cantar y traer en mi mochila sabor y sentimiento A recordar congo a recordar, mi suyeré pa’ la humanidad Pa’ la humanidad, yo traigo mi canto pa’ la humanidad Mi suyere, mi suyere yo traigo mi suyere para caminar Traigo rumba LucumÍ caballeros, la traigo, la traigo yo mi suyere La rumba esta buena caballero Soy el fundamento el hijo del tambor Ache, pa’ los rumberos Dame una clave dame un tambor y yo te pongo a bailar toda la humanidad Ochún mambisa milagrosa yo canto para ti virgen de la caridad A mi no me importa lo que dice la gente, si tu me criticas, ven y canta con mi clave ______ Translation: I carry in my backpack a thousand kilos of flavor A drum, an accordion, I just need the clave For when I am alone Rumbero, comforts me I bring the culture of the people My roots and feelings And in my hand There’s always a wooden cane To open the way Perfume, for the women and for the children I bring candy My chant Shells to show me the way And with my song to protect humanity I bring rumba Lucumi Land of the alligator and tropical sun Tobacco dust, the aroma of coffee I bring sugar cane syrup and hot rum Bemba colora My chant Ochún my Lady of Charity, miraculous spirit If the devil is in the details let me ask you a favor Don’t make things worse then they are Yes, I came to sing and bring Soul and feeling in my backpack To remember the congo, to remember, my chant for humanity For humanity, I bring my song for humanity My chants, my chants I bring my chants for walking I bring rumba Lucumi gentlemen, I bring, I bring my chant The rumba is a good gentleman I am the son of the drum Spirit for the rumba players Give me a clave, give me a drum and I will make all of humanity dance Mambi Ochun I sing for you miraculous Virgin of Charity I don’t care what people say, if you criticize me, come and sing with my clave
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Brujería 04:45
Coro Qué será, que será, que me hace tan feliz Y que al mismo tiempo me hace sentir tan frágil Una sonrisa tuya y se alegra mi vida Eso es como magia es como brujería Oye mami tu que me has hecho No puedo caminar derecho De puerta en puerta como un borracho Todos los caminos me regresan a tu lecho Voy como un zombi- ooo En las calles de mi barrio Todo lo veo en oro y en amarillo Siento que hay algo que tiene que ver Con la diosa del río Dime en que lío estoy metido Yo no sé que hacer mami estoy perdido Sabe bien que yo la quiero y se aprovecha Y en el corazón yo tengo clavada su flecha Coro Papá tu me dijiste no preste atención Solo le hice caso a mi pobre corazón Esa misma noche fue que la conocí Y al pasar el río sentí que me perdí Bajo la luna de miel Sus besos sobre mi piel Sus caricias atrevidas Me llenaron de ternura Ay mamá que tortura Perdí mi resguardo y perdí la cabeza Ahora me siento prisionero de su belleza Ahora en los pasillos de su fortaleza Su amor es un castillo y yo soy la presa Quilombo, soy el esclavo de sus encantos Quilombo, soy el cautivo de sus hechizos Soy sensible y me mata con sus llantos Soy el siervo que cumple sus deseos Coro No no no no lo puedo controlar Tu me vuelve loco solo con tu caminar Esa forma de andar que pareces bailar Ay mamacita estoy ciego de amar Rigidiguiguiding Riguidiguididong Ese es el ritmo que hace mi corazón Cuando pasas a mi lado nace una canción Corazón enamorados no tiene salvación ______ Translation: Chorus: What will be, will be, which makes me so happy And at the same time makes me feel so fragile One smile from you and it lights up my life It’s like magic, it’s like witchcraft Hey baby, what have you done to me I can’t walk straight I stumble door to door like a drunk All roads bring me back to your bed I’m like a zombie On the streets of my neighborhood I see everything in gold and yellow I feel it has something to do With the river goddess Tell me what have I gotten myself into I do not know what to do, woman, I’m lost She knows that I love her and takes advantage And I have her arrow stuck in my heart Chorus Papa, you told me not to pay her any attention I only listened to my poor heart That same night when I met her And crossing the river I lost my way Under the full moon Her kisses on my skin Her clandestine caresses Filled me with tenderness Ay, baby, what torture I let down my guard and lost my head Now I feel like a prisoner to her beauty Now in the passageways of her fortress Her love is a castle and I am the imprisoned Quilombo, I am a slave to her charms Quilombo, I am captured by her allure I am sensitive and she kills me with her tears I am the servant that does everything she wishes Chorus No, no, no, no, I can’t control it You make me crazy just with the way you walk This way of walking that looks like dancing Ay, baby, I’m blind with love Rigidiguiguiding Riguidiguididong This is the rhythm that my heart makes When you pass by my side a song is born Hearts in love have no salvation
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Bolero Nuevo 05:13
Desde mi ventana veo el puerto Una iglesia veo gaviotas Y el inmenso horizonte amada mía Hoy te extraño mas que nunca Y hoy, quiero cantarte, un bolero nuevo Y en la ruta interminable de mi profesión Hoy te extraño como nunca Que es cierto que, siempre estoy ausente Y no puedo hablarte Nuestros niños crecen Sin poder mimarles Y en la ruta interminable de mi profesión Hoy te extraño como nunca Es cierto que, nunca estoy en casa Y mi ausencia, mata Tu te desesperas Tu te vuelves loca Yo lo reconozco Pero es el destino Qué le voy a hacer Solo esta canción Te puedo ofrecer Mi corazón no llores Sin ti me moriré Ay corazón no me llores Que yo sin ti me muero de pena tu ves Mi corazón no llores Sin ti me moriré Me moriré, me moriré Que yo sin ti me muero mañana tu ves ______ Translation: From my window I see the port A church, I see seagulls And the vast horizon my love Today I miss you more than ever And today, I want to sing to you, a new bolero And in the endless road of my profession Today I miss you like never before Its true, I’m always away And I cannot speak to you Our children are growing And I cannot hug them And in the endless road of my profession Today I miss you like never before Its true, I’m never at home And my absence, kills You despair You go crazy I know But it is destiny What can I do? Only this song Can I offer My love, don’t cry Without you I will die My love, don’t cry to me Without you I would die of pain, you’ll see My love, don’t cry Without you I will die I will die, I will die Without you I would die, tomorrow you see
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To Mi To Mi 03:43
Coro: Oh yeah baby can’t you see I’m crazy about you please Extraño tu cariño me siento como un niño Sin ti, I feel lost dans mon lit The city is too big for me Oh please mi mami mami, come back to mi to mi Comme elle me pèse ton absence Les heures insolentes égrènent leur nonchalance Le fil du temps s’étire lentement Comme un pelote de laine qu’on défile infiniment Je tourne comme un lion en cage Je suis comme ce chien qui attend qu’on le pique Parce qu’il a la rage J’attends, je guette un signe de ta part J’te jure, mon plume fait la gueule depuis ton départ J’attends que je jette dans la bouteille un message Comme elle me pèse ton absence Comme elle me pèse ton absence Coro Petit peu à petit peu j’me consume à p’tit feu Je me sens un peu con ouais comme ce type Qu’on consomme et qu’on jette C’est mes tripes que tu consommes quand tu m’jettes Ahh Tel un sacrifice où le sacrifié expie ses péchés Sur l’autel de l’éternité Il coupe ses peines sur l’étal du boucher Il a beau crier quand il brûle sur le bûcher Personne n’entend sa douleur écorchée Personne ne l’écoute il est seul, il a beau crier Personne n’entend sa douleur écorchée Personne ne l’écoute il est seul sur le bûcher ______ Translation: Chorus: Oh yeah baby can’t you see I’m crazy about you please I miss your love, I feel like a child Without you, I feel lost in my bed The city is too big for me Oh please my baby, baby, come back to me to me Your absence weighs on me The insolent hours filter slowly through indifference The string of time passes slowly Like a ball of wool that unrolls forever I pace like a lion in a cage I’m like a dog waiting to be put to sleep Because he has rabies I wait, I watch for a sign from you I swear, you see, I keep the faith I’m waiting to send you a message in a bottle Your absence weighs on me Your absence weighs on me Chorus Little by little I’m consumed by a small fire I feel a little dumb being like this We eat and we throw away It is my gut that you eat when you throw me away Ahh Such a sacrifice when the sacrificial one atones for his sins On the altar of eternity He cut his sentence on the butcher’s block He might scream when burned at the stake No one hears his searing pain Nobody is listening, he is alone, he has a good cry No one hears his searing pain Nobody is listening, he is alone on the pyre Chorus
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Acho Bai Bai 04:07
I want some change, I need some change Oye traje viejo, ya me tienes cansao Siempre el mismo traje con el mismo mensaje Las mismas palabras y las mismos chistes Los mismos discursos vacíos sin colores Ya nadie te escucha es hora de cambiar Abre ya tu mente yo empieza a escuchar Ya sonó la alerta tienes que despertar Recoge tu chaqueta y pone a cantar I want some change, I need some change, acho bai bai Para cambiar de traje de modo efectivo Hay que darle el golpe que sea definitivo Se que en tu cabeza hay algo conflictivo Botalo pa’fuera mandalo pa’ l archivo No dejes que el odio se adueñe de tu vida Busca los remedios busca una salida Manda pa’ el carajo ese pinche titiritero Corta ya los hilos y utiliza tu cerebro I want some change, I need some change, acho bai bai ______ Translation: want some change, I need some change Hey old suit, I’m tired of you Always the same suit with the same message The same words and the same jokes The same empty talk, empty, without color And no one is listening to you, its time to change Open your mind and start listening The alarm already went off, you have to wake up Change your jacket and start singing I want some change, I need some change, acho bai bai To change your wardrobe effectively You have to give it the final blow I know that there’s conflict in your mind Kick it out, send it to the files Don’t let hate rule your life Look for the solutions, look for a way out Send that damn puppet master to hell Cut your strings and use your brain I want some change, I need some change, acho bai bai
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En el Domino 01:38

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Sergent Garcia, a heavyweight in the European mestizo music scene, returns with his first full- length album in five years with the groundbreaking Una y Otra Vez (Time and Time Again). A pioneer in blending the fiery Caribbean sounds of salsa, reggae, ska and dancehall with a punk attitude and continental style, Sergent Garcia's latest musical adventure finds him traveling to Colombia to dive into what is currently the epicenter of some of the world's hottest sounds. Una y Otra Vez marks this former rocker's return to his independent roots with a renewed creative energy.

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