// I want you to know the story
of the cimarron, when he suffered
when America arrived,
know why he rebelled //
They were the years of 1590
when Cartagena arrived
a black man called Benkos Biójo
They were the years of 1590
CHORUS 1
I want you to know the story
of the cimarron, when he suffered
when America arrived,
know why he rebelled
they ran the years of 1590
when without family it was seen
the path of the mountain chose.
And the palenques began
he started his rebellion
with stick, ax and machete
the black was also armed
Domingo a Spanish man
what he never accepted
and the origin of their race
until death defended.
Zulus, Bantus,
Mandingas and Yoruba
They were 150 years
of abuse, and adversity
They were 150 years
to know about his freedom
CHORUS 2
// I have to do the bivouac
when he sought his release
When he felt the oppressive yoke
mount inside became a lion //
PREGONES
I have to do the bivouac
With the shovel and the machete in hand
until the mountain got
And molding the legend said
again here I am
I have to do the bivouac
Salseros and montuneros
here my bomb rang
I have to do the bivouac
Me, I am the rumba
that the other enjoyed
I have to do the bivouac
I have to do the bivouac
I have to do the bivouac
Puntillita, rumbita, puntillita
I have to do the bivouac
I would like to draw strength
and become sansón
I have to do the bivouac
And catch the flag
of emancipation
I have to do the bivouac
With my sauce,
with my rumba that pretty.
CHORUS 2
// I have to do the bivouac
when he sought his release
When he felt the oppressive yoke
mount inside became a lion //
Only among all we can make this a better place :)