Baila morena [English translation]

Coming down the slope

Along the way she comes dancing

She drags her sandals,

Raising a clould of dust

Moving the waist

and hips like nobody else

She has brown skin,

A clear smile

the color of the moon

She has white things

She has black things

She has indian things

A lovely mixture that this earth gives

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Moving the hips,

Moving the waist

Dance. tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Drag your sandals,

Take me into your madness.

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

The night is a young girl

That is passing by, that is growing

The music doesn't stop,

She keeps dancing, she is firing up

The sweat of her body sparkles on her cinnamon skin

The red blouse, the dawn and that tawny woman

She has white things

She has black things

She has indian things

A lovely mixture that this earth gives

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Moving the hips,

Moving the waist

Dance tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Drag your sandals,

Take me into your madness.

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Moving the hips,

Moving the waist

Dance tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else

Drag your sandals,

Take me into your madness

Dance, tawny woman, dance

You dance it like nobody else...