La Caminadora
Los Zafiros
The Treadmill
Walking through the streets
Of the hometown
With her spiritual type
She's showing off her figure
With her rolled-up robe
Clacking her flip-flops
The men follow her
The men follow
The beautiful mulatto
The men follow
The beautiful mulatto
Walking through the streets
Of the hometown
With her spiritual type
She's watering flowers
With her rolled-up robe
Clacking her flip-flops
The men follow her
The men follow
The beautiful mulatto
The men follow
The beautiful mulatto
She's walking, she's walking
When that mulatto wants me
I'll buy her other flip-flops
She's walking, she's walking
If that mulatto wanted me
I'd treat myself to a little feast
She's walking, she's walking
Walking, dancing
She's walking, she's walking
The sapphires are playing, the sapphires are playing
Allow me to bother you, with the one who's going to call you
Allow me to bother you, with the one who's going to call you
And you can't marry the man you like
And you can't marry the man you like