Los peces en el río redone

Pregón (Héctor-style Sabor - Spoken/Sung):
¡Wepa! Look at the scene, people. El Cantante is here to tell the story! This ain't no sad song, no drama, no. This is pure, absolute joy! A sound coming from Bethlehem, but it sounds like New York and San Juan! Even the fishes got the rhythm, man! Turn it up, 'cause the clave never stops!
​Verse 1: The Humble Mother
​(The intensity drops slightly. The piano plays a melodic, soulful tumbao. The bongó provides a steady, gentle beat. The brass is muted, creating a close, reflective feeling.)
​The Virgin Mary (What a beautiful woman!)
With a golden comb, so calm and taking her time,
She combs her precious hair on the outside.
While in her heart, the gratitude is running deep,
As she gives thanks for the baby she will keep.
Look at the mystery, look at the surprise,
She, so humble, no power or wealth in her eyes,
She still can't understand why the great God Above
Chose her for the mission—the mother's love.
(Background Chorus, softly and harmonized: Tell us, Mary! Mother of grace!)
But her spirit is faithful, her heart is true,
She knows this Child brings the sweetness of something new.
What a blessing! Such simple majesty!
Salsa and devotion for all the world to see!
​Short Mambo (¡Warm-up!):
​(The bass hits a rhythmic break. The timbales smash a crisp, dry hit, followed by a short, explosive riff from the trombones. Pure '70s flavor!)
​Chorus: The Water's Wild Delight (¡Here comes the party!)
​(The entire orchestra hits full volume! The piano plays an energetic montuno. Get up and dance, Christmas is here!)
​¡Water, my people! The river is ignited! Listen well!
[Chorus]
But fishes in the river... (In the water, they go!)
They are, they are, they are,
They are so delighted, (So happy, it's real!)
The fishes in the river... (Ocean flavor!)
To see the birth of God. (Hallelujah and Mambo!)
​See how they swim and swime, (They groove, they groove!)
And then they swim some more! (They don't want to stop!)
The fishes in the river... (Fishes with guaguancó!)
To see the Savior born. (The one who gives us grace!)
[End Chorus]
(Pregón in the middle of the Chorus: This joy spreads out like the foam, gentleman! The river turns into a dance hall! Even the water has tumbao!)
​Verse 2: Roses and Baby Clothes
​(The rhythm softens again. The clave is clean and clear. The piano and bass keep a steady, gentle pace, like a bolero-son.)
​The Virgin Mary, with that light on her face,
Washes the swaddling clothes, a mother's hard task with grace!
(A soft, gentle bongó solo, with cowbell tapping)
And with all her care, she hangs them softly to dry,
On a rose bush growing under the cold sky.
While the little birds flying up high above,
They leave their nests and sing a song of praise and love,
And the roses, oh the miracle!, right there on the spot,
Begin their blooming from the love that she has got.
The air smells like faith and like a blessed rose,
'Cause the Baby Jesus is the reason everyone knows.
The whole world is celebratin

Hector Lavo. 70s salsa, Fania, male