Zapateando y Coqueteando

Sit down Uncle Guachupé
Because it's already getting dark
Talk here with your black friends
Tell us about my ancestors
About how they arrived, from that black Africa
About the myths and legends
That exalt our ethnicity
Don't leave because the black people, we are all celebrating
At the Petronio party
(Greatness) greatness, of our land
And if today white angels appear, paint me little black angels
With red skirts and smiles from my people
The smiles of the black people, from my beautiful coast
Where to the rhythm of bambuco, the skirts sway

And the black men with the black women, dance and form couples
And the black men (stomp) and the black women (flirt) and their bodies (like palm trees)
I want a coastal black man because I am from Timbiquí, to the rhythm of currulao, make me move my hips
And the black men (stomp) and the black women (flirt) and their bodies (like palm trees)
The black men in their walk enchant their partner
And the black men (stomp) and the black women (flirt) and their bodies (like palm trees)

And to the rhythm of currulao in this beautiful land
With their palm tree bodies and mermaid smiles
Stomping and flirting, we move our hips
And the black men (stomp) and the black women (flirt) with their palm tree bodies
The black men in their walk enchant their partner
And the black men (stomp) and the black women (flirt) with their palm tree bodies

The entire Pacific is united by a single celebration
At the Petronio party, Identity of my land

The women from Guapi stomp
Oh, the women from López flirt
The women from Tumaco stomp
In Buenaventura they flirt
Oh, the women from Charco stomp
The women from La Tola flirt
In Barbacoa they stomp
In Buenaventura they flirt
The women from Chocó stomp
Oh, in Timbiquí they flirt
Oh, in Timbiquí they flirt
Oh, in Timbiquí they flirt
Oh, in Timbiquí they stomp
They flutter, they flirt
They sway, they stomp
Oh, with their palm tree bodies
Oh, the women from Guapi
Oh, the women from López
They sway
They flutter
Oh, they sway