Puente de Plata

With a rose in my hand
I was leaving my homeland
And in that foreign land
They treated me like a brother
I was the flag of Spain
Singing for Colombians

I was like a dove
Searching in Cuba for what I dreamed
In that paradise
Full of flowers, I fell in love
I was like a dove
Searching in Cuba for what I dreamed
In that paradise
Full of flowers, I fell in love

Bananas with avocado
I bring the tasty peanuts
And the kisses from my lips
Darling, I bring them to you
I’ll wait for you in the coffee fields
Where I first met you

I was like a dove
Searching in Cuba for what I dreamed
In that paradise
Full of flowers, I fell in love

Silver bridge
I’m gonna make
From Spain to Cuba
And even to Colombia
With my love

Silver bridge
I’m gonna make
From Spain to Cuba
And even to Colombia
With my love
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
With my love