Bartola

She's out to dance, Bartola
Ay, ay, ay, all of her;
Dang! She's a sailor
Bartola, Bartola
Ay, ay, ay, all of her;
Dang! She's a sailor

Bartola, Bartola
Such grace she displays
Ay, ay, ay, what elegance
Dang! How coquettish
Bartola, Bartola
Ay, ay, ay, she's out to
Dance, dang! To dance
Bartola
Bartola, Bartola

Brine from Malambo
Springs in her laughter
She twirls her handkerchief
Dang! And enchants
Bartola, Bartola
Brine from Malambo
Dang! Springs in her laughter
Bartola, Bartola

Springs in her dark laughter
Quimba and guaragua
Gather up your skirt
Dang! And show off the petticoat
Bartola, Bartola
She sweeps the floor delicately
Dang! Oh, how beautiful
Bartola, Bartola

It still seems like a dream
It still doesn't feel real
I saw Bartola dance
My god, what a beauty
In the parade, how elegant
What a way to dance
What grace, what rhythm
My god, what a beauty
How she moves her waist
Oh lord, what agility
I wish, by chance
To dance with someone like her
Long live the mazamora
And the grace of my land

Like Bartola with elegance
Without a care, who will dance
Who's up for it? Oh, what smoothness
Another Bartola will never exist
Like Bartola with grace
Without a care, who will dance