Santa Marta Kingston New Orleans

Santa Marta Kingston New Orleans

The city was left very lonely
they went on vacation
the situation
doesn't let me travel
I tie
my pants
I better go
to the National Park
calm on my bicycle
the city becomes
perfect
for taking a nap.

Dreaming I see
the sea parties
that I leave
from Santa Marta
dressed as a sailor
on a ship
from La Grancolombiana
and shortly after
sailing
I'm already in
Kingston, Jamaica
and J.J. tells me
"no problem, only peace in my island".

And there I go enjoying
the landscape
sailing the route
of the sun
I don't need a ticket.
And there, I'll wait for you
for the trip
cimbia, saydeco
and rock and roll
I've already packed your luggage.

And on the Mississippi
we finally saw
the fog
in the early morning
we danced saydeco
in New Orleans
a vallenato
in Louisiana
it seems I'm not
going to wake up
my itinerary doesn't end
I start
to hear the bagpipes
Maracaibo is very close.

The carnival was already
lit up
when I arrived
in Barranquilla
in Ciénaga,
parties of the caiman
party
in the Alta Guajira
maybe tomorrow
I'll travel again
and return to the valley
Colacho will return
to the festival
I've already packed your luggage.