El Bailarín Andariego

I'm that guy, I have no direction or time
A free bird, I'm a whirlwind on the prowl
For anything that makes me happy

And I make a racket during siesta
Down low under a tree
If the sky's burning up above
Here the monkeys are going wild

I love to roam, wherever there's a party, I'm there
When the dance calls me
To the beat of a Legüero drum
Drunk on the rhythm
I show my fiercest face
I'm a damn good wandering dancer, sir!

I'm that guy, I have no direction or time
I love my land, I'm happy with little
From all this wandering, love has turned to stone

Because silence has settled
My heart is aching
Wandering through distant lands
I learned to give my love
For a skin that has forgotten me

Now I look out with my gaze
To the endless horizon
The wind lifts my arms
It'll take me anywhere
I'm a damn good wandering dancer, sir!