Rebelión [No le pegue a la negra] [English translation]

I want to tell you, my brother, a bit

of black history, of our history, gentleman

In the 1600s, when the tyrant ruled

the streets of Cartagena, that history lived

When there came those slave traders, Africans in chains

They kissed my land, lifelong slavery

Que lo diga salome y que te de llego, llego, llego

An African couple, slaves of a Spaniard

He treated them very badly

And hit his Black woman

It was then, that the heroic black man rebelled

He avenged his love

And you can still hear him yelling at the gates:

Don't hit my black woman

Don't hit the black woman

Don't hit the black woman

Hey man!

Don't hit the black woman

Don't hit the black woman

Hey, respect my lady

Ehh, you can still hear, hear him yelling at the gates

Don't hit the black woman

Black woman who tells me..

Don't hit the black woman

Don't hit the black woman

Don't hit the black woman

Don't hit

And with you... little house cello

We're going to see that I stuck it to jeva

Because the soul, the soul, the soul

the soul, the soul pisses me off

Ehh, don't, don't, don't, don't, hit the black woman

Because the soul agitates my lady

The Chombo knows it and so do you

Don't hit the black woman