El Porteñito

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

I'm a city boy born on this little island in Colombia
She is very pretty
Its streets are smooth and serene, like the brunette
Who lives in this place
In the evenings when the setting sun paints the world
A beautiful swirl, alone and sad
Crying over a sorrow, the illusion of an old love

They call me the city boy, because I was born in the port
And together with my brunette, there I lived happily
When I go out in the afternoons with my brunette for a walk
Everyone asks if we're going to the sea

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to the sea
Sit well, my black girl, because we're going to get wet there

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to the sea
To the rhythm of this boat, girl, because we're going to capsize

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to get wet
Sit well, emerald, because we're going to the salty water there

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to get wet
Sit well, my little black girl, because we're going to the salty water there

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to the sea
Sit well, my little black girl, because we're going to sail there

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to get wet
Sit well, emerald, because we're going to the salty water there

Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow

Sit well, brunette, because we're going to get wet
Sit well, my little black girl, because we're going to the salty water there
Taken from albumcancionyletra.com
Smooth, smooth, smooth my canoe, they cross the waves when they reach the bow
They cross the waves when they reach the bow