La Pollera Colorá

Ajai, to the sound of the drums
And a cordial greeting to my country,
I want to give

Ajai, to the sound of the drums
That black woman is skilled
And to the sound of the cane
She offers her love
It's the black Soledad
Who enjoys my cumbia
That black Saramulla, oh my goodness
With the colorful skirt
From here to there, from there to here
How good she looks
With her colorful skirt
Look how she moves
...
Look how she dances the colorful skirt
With the colorful skirt
That pretty little black girl, how rich and tasty she is
With the colorful skirt
So that it's danced... Venezuela, Peru, Ecuador, and Panama
With the colorful skirt
Look how delicious
Ajai when I sing to Soledad
I feel happy
Because with her movement
She inspires me
She has the color of cinnamon
And a lot of smell of pepper
How happy I am, oh my goodness
With her colorful skirt
From here to there, from there to here
How good she looks
With her colorful skirt
Look how she dances
... Look how she moves the colorful skirt
With the colorful skirt
That little black girl, how good, tasty
How rich she is
With the colorful skirt
And a cordial greeting to my country,
Colombia I want to give
With the colorful skirt
Beautiful and beloved Mexico
I can't forget
With the colorful skirt
From here to there, from there to here
How good she looks
With her colorful skirt
That beloved black woman
That beautiful black woman, oh mama
With the colorful skirt
In Puerto Rico
The colorful skirt is danced
With the colorful skirt
Look how she dances
Look how she moves her colorful skirt
With the colorful skirt