Paciencia Y Fe
hot! hot! hot!
hot! hot! hot!
Mother Wayyo!
Hottest day
Patience and faith
Patience and faith
Oh, it's hot!
But it's a good thing
Mother will say
"Patience and faith"
At home in the La Vibora stove.
Havana Washington
A city full of faces like mine
Being a child at La Vibora
I chased the birds in the yard.
Pray mom that you get a job.
Combine the stars in space to search for other signals.
Oh mama, so many stars in Cuba
In New York, you can't see the streetlights behind.
To get to the roof you must have corruption and supa.
There is no landscape in Washington Heights.
But there is no food at La Vibora.
I remember the night of anger in the street, starving at the window.
Woman folding clothes playing with friends in summer
Momy needed a job, mom said we were broke, one day you said "let's go to New York"
And New York is far away But New York has a job, so we come.
And now I wake up
A million years is too late
I tell you what you want to do.
Remember the situation we went through
New York! Mother Wayyo!
Not like today you would say
Patience and faith
(Patience and faith)
Patience and faith
(Peciencia and faith)
Fresh off the trains in the United States
Frost in early December
The city is crowded in 2018. Fri 1943
Learn the ropes of the trade in the USA
I remember it in Sifen.
Dance with Mayor Laguardia
Everyone who welcomed me and mom! Tae Se-ah!
You clean that better!
Patience and faith ...
You learn English better!
Patience and faith
You better not be late
You do your part better.
Are you better than the La Víbora bird?
Break two beds, try to relax, fight with English.
Listening to friends, I finally found a job as a housewife.
So we cleaned up the mess, cleaned up with pride, cleaned up the whole Middle East.
The days of the week, week after year, I am there.
Patience and faith
Patience and faith
Patience and faith
And feeding these birds
My hands started to shake
And when I say these words
My heart is about to break
And Haba Mama
What will you do when your dreams come true?
I have lived my life inheriting your dreams.
What should I do with this winning ticket?
I can do anything except pray.
I bought my own bread
Go on with my day
And see for yourself
Think about what you got to say
The birds fly
Did they fly to La Vibora?
Good mother
Patience and faith!
hot! It's too hot
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