You are a pearl that emerged
of the greatest and unknown sea,
and if to the sound of your cooing
in the garden you became;
Sovereign in her efforts
our God formed a pensil
with your beautiful Guayaquil;
Guayaquil of my dreams.
If your blondes and brunettes,
that go mad with passion
their heart beats
that mitigates black penalties
with your green eyes seas
or black nightfall,
they always impose their will
Guayaquil of my songs.
Because you have the princesses
that fascinate when looking
and who get drunk when kissing
with his cherry lips,
I claim the sweetness
with what I long to live,
never to suffer again;
Guayaquil of my tenderness.
And looking at his green eyes
where my soul longs to be
prisoner like the sea
or when I sink already, on my knees,
at night with glares
that his black eyes are,
my heart will tell you:
Guayaquil of my loves ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)