Olé

Hooray, hooray, hooray, hooray...
Hooray, hooray, hooray, hooray...

Live for what we have and don’t let it go
I’m from the south, from Huelva,
With some guts!
I love the singing and the snails
And a sunset by your side
And those scents.
Sunset from Punta Umbría
Boats pass by
And splash me in the estuary
In any corner of Andalusia
Beautiful things happen
"So" you can smile!

I go crazy for the smell of wet earth
From the beach in winter at dawn
Ah!, come, come, girl come,
Get wet, let yourself go,
By the charms
Of this "in-love" land

And to those Andalusian poets, hooray!
And to those dark-haired girls in your streets, hooray!
I want to marry your beaches, hooray!
What talent, even my cat is Andalusian,
Hooray! (2)

And I’ll stay out until four
In the morning in summer on the street
Playing cards
Trying to beat the heat
And you passing by my side, oh...
My heart goes boom, boom, boom...
Dress up, girl, look pretty
'Cause I’m taking you out
Through the south of my loves.
I love the singing and the snails
Live for what we have and don’t let it go.

I go crazy for the smell of wet earth
From the beach in winter at dawn
Ah!, come, come, girl come,
Get wet, let yourself go,
By the charms
Of this "in-love" land

And to those Andalusian poets, hooray!
And to those dark-haired girls in your streets, hooray!
I want to marry your beaches, hooray!
What talent, even my cat is Andalusian,
Hooray! (2)

El Portil, beaches of Punta Umbría,
Islantilla, Isla Canela, Mazagón,
Matalascañas… in my veins
Runs Huelva and Andalusian blood
I’ll take you out
Through the south of my loves!

'Cause I love it after the beach
And a shower, your colors!

And to those Andalusian poets, hooray!
And to those dark-haired girls in your streets, hooray!
I want to marry your beaches, hooray!
What talent, even my cat is Andalusian,
Hooray! (2)

Hooray, hooray, hooray, hooray...
Hooray, hooray, hooray, hooray...