Do not ask me, you know what I want
I despair if they do not touch my son
you know me I do not tell lies
Look, give me my guajira, I'll taste tasty
Guajira is what my people dance
hot what I want is flavor
guajira my soul my body and my mind
hot touch me more please
The disco turns me crazy
and little by little my heart gets tired
always with the same thing they touch it and stretch it
If they do not touch my guajira, inspiration will go away
Afrocuban tasty Caribbean
a brunette linked to the sun and the sea
a step ahead a step back and turn
look with this guajira one does not stop dancing
Guajira is what my people dance
hot what I want is flavor
guajira my soul my body and my mind
hot touch me more please
It's what my people dance
what I want is flavor and more flavor
my soul my body and my mind
hot touch me more please
Only among all we can make this a better place :)