El tema [English translation]

That woman has me crazy and I don't blame her

I met her a sunset in Acapulco

I walked lonely and boring

Sad and crestfallen, without a fixed course

She asked me without hesitation where I was from

I told her that I was born in Venezuela

In a place where the sun feels more

Where heat abounds and there are many good people

Beautiful

Like white sand

Her smile was like that

Like a flat moon

Oh, beautiful

Like spring

Beautiful as a rose

And like the beaches in our land

Beautiful

So much that the vastness

From my Salto Angel

It never compares with the extraordinary and real beauty

That woman has me a bit upset

My heart beats, beats

With that body that I discovered tonight

I swear to God, he left me in love

I compare her with the beauty of the Médanos

And with the fascinating blue of an archipelago

That girl of natural beauty is spectacular

Look how she takes me

Beautiful

Like the turpial that flies

And sing sweetly to the traveling moon

Oh, beautiful

Like spring

Beautiful as a rose

And like the beaches in our land

Beautiful

So much that the vastness

From my Salto Angel

It never compares with the extraordinary and real beauty

Say it Chacín

Nacho

I also put her brutal, what you say?

In Venezuela it sings tasty

Beautiful

Like the turpial that flies

And sing sweetly to the traveling moon

Oh, beautiful

Like spring

Beautiful as a rose

And like the beaches in our land

Beautiful

So much that the vastness

From my Salto Angel

It never compares with the extraordinary and real beauty

Go

You go

Cha-Cha-Chacín

Leave her to defend herself

Nacho

The creature

You already know, romantic

But we put her brutal, brutal

Enjoy

Tamborea

Venezuela

Get up and walk

That forward is there, there, there

That, that

All good, that

Love comes this way