You said you loved me
at the shore of the sea
suddenly a tide came
and you no longer loved me
your eyes are two stars
your mouth is a peach
your waist is of cane
your heart is of stone
Caramba, carambita, carambiruri
caramba, carambita, carambirura
Summer loves, I don't like them
Summer loves are nothing
Bikini for the beach
as tight as a lace
at night at the disco
dressed as a wanderer
laying over the sand
you swear crazy passion to me
at night to Torremolinos
you go with Paco and Ramon.
You swear your name is Sandra
and you come from Sebastopol
that's a lie, you're Rosiña
Rosiña from el Ferrol
You came one day to Marbella
shoeless and without a dime
and now you have a flat
from Malaga to Portugal