From Alto Cedro I go to Marcané,
Then to Cueto, I go to Mayarí
The love I have for you
I can't deny it
I drool all over
And I can't help it
When Juanica and Chan Chan
Sifted sand in the sea
The way she was shaking the "sieve"1
was making Chan Chan embarrassed
Clear the road of straws
'Cause I want to sit down
On this trunk that I see
And I can't arrive there that way
From Alto Cedro I go to Marcané,
Then to Cueto, I go to Mayarí
1. the sieve - it's in quotation marks so that you can get the double meaning :)