I know a girl who goes to the beach on Sundays
She looks like the sun playing over the water
So dark and beautiful, she is the owner of these verses
And my heart races with the color of her skin
The hottie dances with me, and I'm not making this up
She looks into my eyes and it takes my breath away
She likes to dance reggae, she's fascinated with the rhythms
And she likes me to sing the songs of my home town
How I ask heaven for her
How she appeared in my dreams
The one who flies with the wind
Like water in the desert
The hottie left in her car and she told me she loved me
And that the next Sunday I would find her there
Where the sand rises up and the sun burns all day long
And when the hottie arrives, she lights up my life
How I ask heaven for her
How she appeared in my dreams
The reason I can't sleep at night
The best remedy of all
I like to see how she lies down on the ground
And the sun that looks down on her from the sky
And I like to see how she moves in silence
In the moment of the waves in the wind
And I wish I were milk from a fresh coconut
In order to arrive sweetly to her kisses
I wish I were a little bit of that cream
In order to run smoothly over her body
Hottie, don't leave hottie
Hottie, stay with me
They say I have nothing, I offer you my affection
My little house by the sea, my little rowboat
And to finish it off, the fruit of the love we have for each other
I'll look for you by the color of your skin
I'll sing you the songs that I love the most
And I name you the queen of my memories
I'll wait for you because you know I'm dying