Paso Por La Playa

I know that all the girls from Guavio like me
With their little glances they kill the hangover
Oh, oh, with their little glances
Oh, oh, they kill the hangover

I walk by the beach of this beautiful river
Looking at the palm trees, swaying in the cold
Oh, oh, looking at the palm trees
Oh, oh, swaying in the cold

I want to give you a kiss on your lovely mouth
My dear girl who provokes so much
Oh, oh, my dear girl
Oh, oh, who provokes so much