Anymore of you,
Anymore of you,

Anymore of you,
Anymore of you,

Many more the views,
Many more the views,

Anymore of you,

Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the
Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the
Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the
Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the

Glorious is the watch down Hm Hm, dancing with you,
Glorious is the watch down Hm Hm, dancing with you,
Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the
Dance with the, dance with the, dance with the,
Wolf, the wolf, the wolf, the

Glorious is the watch down Hm Hm, dancing with you,
Glorious is the watch down Hm Hm,

Verse 1

Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see

It rained all night the day I left

The weather it was dry

Sun so hot I froze to death

Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2

I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne

She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth

A tear was in her eye

I said I come from Dixie girl

Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Yeah Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee

Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)

Arrangement by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.

Oye salio? el sol
Mucha gente motivada
teniendo el control
Hace falta la tierra
pero aqui? estoy yo
Mi tierra me llama,
taking all for all

So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar

He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.

Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south,La cosa se pone mejor.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao con flow montuno y guaguanco Y el negro vacilo?

So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
quiero regresar.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar

He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.

Oye, groove it baby
Oye bailador,
Sube que sube, que sube.
I wanna go back, tengo ganas del volver a ver.
Mi tierra me llama.
Mi gente mi isla que me vio nacer.
Mi tierra me llama.
Cantar con mi familia que hace tiempo me ve.
Mi tierra me llama.
Todo esta listo, vacilando en el week end.
Mi tierra me llama.

So?lo pensarte me hace llorar.
Mi tierra me llama.
So?lo pensarte me hace llorar,
Quiero volver pa' vacilar

He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.
He mama, he mama, he mama
mi tierra bella me llama.

EN:

He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.

Hey the sun is out
Many motivated people
being in control
Missing the land
but here I am
My land is calling me,
taking all for all

Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance

He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.

Take it slow, let it flow
Form the east to the west coast.
North and south, it gets better.
Latinos hang out
Tumbao with flow montuno and guaguanco And the black one danced

Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back for a while

He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.

Hey, groove it baby
Hey dancer,
It goes up, it goes up.
I wanna go back, I wanna see again.
My land is calling me.
My people my island that witnessed my birth.
My land calls me.
Singing with my family who have waited a long time to see me.
My land calls me.
Everything is ready, hesitating in the week end.
My land calls me.

Just the thought of you makes me cry.
My land calls me.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I want to come back to dance

He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.
He mama, he mama, he mama
my beautiful land is calling me.

ES:

brilla el litio en la calle
no hay nadie vuelvo a casa
el semáforo brillante
y las luces apagadas
en la habitación a oscuras
la cara recién lavada
me he quitado el pintalabios
y espero sentada a tu llamada

pero nunca llega
tal vez sea todo culpa de esa chica nueva
a la que ves
con ese rollo francés
nadie se lo cree
he esperado mucho para volverte a ver

y cuando te he visto me has dejado de querer
que pena mas grande la que me haces padecer
padecer
padecer
padecer
la que tu me haces padecer

No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel
No sé que hacer desde ayer y ahora
mi alma es de la textura de un bote de gel

Te apareces en mis sueños
dices que te debo algo
pero no lo creo
siempre me haces partícipe de todos tus juegos
yo solo quiero mirar al sol en el recreo
volver a ser una niña para sufrir menos
para no perder el tiempo con tanto lamento
escuchar la última canción
de mañaneo

he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor
he encendido una vela para que no te aparezcas
aunque dejo la luz encendida y la puerta abierta
no es que no te quiera
es que ahora me quiero yo
como dice bunny ahora soy peor

rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song

y tal vez
vuelva a ver
esa luz que reflejé
ya no me incitas
no me necesitas
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor
y mejor y mejor y mejor, y mejor, y mejor…

y mejor



EN:

lithium shines in the street
there's no one I'm going home
the traffic light shining
and the lights off
in the darkened room
my face freshly washed
I've taken off my lipstick
and I sit and wait for your call

but it never comes
maybe it's all the fault of that new girl
the one you see
with that French vibe
no one believes it
I've waited a long time to see you again

and when I've seen you you've stopped loving me
what a great sorrow that you make me suffer
suffer
suffer
suffer
that you make me suffer

I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel
I don't know what to do since yesterday and now
my soul is the texture of a jar of gel

You appear in my dreams
You say I owe you something
but I don't believe it
you always make me a part of all your games
I just want to look at the sun at playtime
to be a little girl again and suffer less
not to waste time with so much regret
to listen to the last song
at sunrise

I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse
I've lit a candle so you won't show up
although I leave the light on and the door open
it's not that I don't love you
it's that now I love me
as bunny says now I'm worse

rolling with my ladies on the floor
singing baby baby drop that broad
is the same old song

and maybe
I'll see again
that light that I reflected
you don't urge me on no more
you don't need me no more
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better
and better and better and better and better and better and better and better...

and better