I
On the beach asleep
Under a Sacred Sierra
The afternoon looks dressed
Of thousand golden stars
There is an Andalusian pearl
On the silver sand
And a blue sea that lulls itself
With its enchanted beauty
My first love, freedom
My first kiss
My simple neighborhood
The hope of my people
The goals of Arango
On Sundays, grandparents
My way of speaking
And the crying
That one day I took my away
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Santa, as time goes by
I can not forget that I met you
Deep inside I want
When the wind blows
Go back to your side and live there
On a sleeping beach
Under a Sierra Nevada
There was a lost story
I found under my bed
It was the land of a man
Of a golden culture
That was lost between the war,
the clouds and was forgotten
I want to walk
Through those streets
Again
I want to wake up
With the voices of my people
I want to see your name
In the stars, Santa Marta
And that I always remember you
That I love you with my soul
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At night
I want to contemplate you
I do not want your skirts
It's not a dream to live roasted
And sleep embraced to you
Tempranito I'm running to the sea
Cayuquito de romo and to paddle
It is not a dream to live like this
Pescaito who returned
[Chorus] Bis
On a sleeping beach
Under a Sacred Sierra
The afternoon looks dressed
Of thousand golden stars
Only among all we can make this a better place :)