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Se​ñ​or Balaban

from Diablo Mambo by The Cuban Cowboys

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SEÑOR BALABAN

Mi abuelo, el me dijo, que cuando era jovencito
Le hablaba a un vecino, un viejito bien vestido
Con traje blanco y un baston, el fue el rey del Malecon
Dando muela a las muchachas, cantandoles una Guaracha
"Ese viejo se burlaba de la manera que you le hablaba
A las chicas que you queria. Y ahora te digo lo que el decia:"
My grandfather told me that when he was a boy, he used to talk to this neighbor of his, a well-dressed little old man.
With a white suit and a walking cane, the guy was the King of the Malecon, flirting with the girls, singing them bawdy songs.
"That old man used to make fun of the way I spoke to the girls that I liked. And now I'm going to tell you what he used to tell me."

Señor Balaban, Señor Balaban...

Es que necesito saber el nombre de esa chica que pasa por aqui cada mañanita. Haz me un favorcito, tu me conoces soy tu vecino, de buena familia soy su destino.
I just need to know the name of that girl that passes by here every morning. Do me a little favor, you know me, I'm your neighbor, from a good family, I am her destiny.

CORO
Las mujeres pa' me, son las olas del mar, aunque suben, aunque bajan, hay que nadar. El me dijo a mi que "te van a gustar. Pero nunca te olvides mijo que te van a enredar!"
To me, women are the waves of the sea, they go up and they go down, but you still have to swim. He told me "you're going to like them, but never forget, my son, that they'll trip you up!"

CORO2
Ya es hora de mojar el tabaco...
It's time to wet the tobacco...

Las Delicias, en Hialeah, squeezing lemoncito on our Palomillas
Abuelo took us to a Cuban restaurant, pastelitos, croqueticas gimme all I want. Abuelo and mi papi give their best advice, Moros y Cristianos in between their bites, talk about a war that I'd grow up to fight, Cuando hablan de tabaco, I see Marlboro Light.

Yo no tuve ningun tabaco por alli. A esa edad se parecilla mas como un cigarrito! Mojar, sembrar, fumar, a mi me da lo mismo. Lo que you quiero saber, lo que you necesito saber, es que les digo? Como les hablo? Dime eso viejo mio.
I didn't have no cigar down there. At that age, it was more like a cigarette. Wet, plant, smoke, it's all the same to me. What I want to know, what I need to know is what do I tell them? How do I talk to them? Tell me that, old man.

Señor Balaban, Señor Balaban...

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from Diablo Mambo, track released November 9, 2010

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The Cuban Cowboys mix indie rock with traditional Cuban music. Really? Yup. We been standing on the corner of Brooklyn and Matanzas since 2000. Where you been?

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