Colombia has a copla
that caresses it and it's company
Colombia has a copla
that caresses it and it's company
And in the nights of easterly wind
when in the mountain blows
it has the air of the songs
that are sung in Spain
the sound of the alegrías
the grace of the mirabrá
and the charm of the mountains
that is pointed in the verdial
The cane as sweet as honey
the bulería of the gipsies
message of Andalucía
that turned into song to the wind
Colombia has a copla
that scapes from the heart
Colombia has a copla
that scapes from the heart
Colombia has a copla
with air of my Spain