La mariposa del río badillo

The butterfly of the Badillo river brought a message between its wings
That you sent me from the other shore, from the other shore on the other side
I came to see you because in the letter you asked me
I came to see you because in the letter you told me
Come, come, I'll wait for you at the Badillo river
Come, come, I want to bathe with you
I want to bathe with you
I'll wait for you at the Badillo river
I'll wait for you at the Badillo river
I want to bathe with you

In the currents of the Badillo River
Visions come out at dawn
I saw the image of Octavio Daza
With his guitars and his songs
Those songs of the Badillo river
In its currents they come and go
They are little pieces of hearts
Made by the poets of Patillas
But come, come...

In the snowfall up in the peaks
Above the clouds, up, up
Amidst rainbows under the mist
I sang to Jaime Molina
Jaime told me listen Rafa, you beat me, you sang to me
And I couldn't down on earth
Down on earth make a portrait of you
But come, come, I'll make a portrait of you in the sky
Come, come, I want to introduce you to Saint Peter
I told Jaime, we can't party there
Bring Saint Peter to get drunk in Valledupar
Come, come, I'll make a portrait of you in the sky
Come, come, I want to introduce you to Saint Peter.