Siboney, I love you, I die for your love
Siboney, to the singing to sleep of the palm tree I think of you
Come to me, that I love you and all treasures you are to me
Siboney, to the singing to sleep of the palm tree I think of you
Siboney of my dream, if you don't hear my complaint
Siboney, if you don't come I'll die from love
Siboney of my dreams, I await you anxiously in my caney
Siboney, if you don't come I'll die from love
Hear the echo of my singing of glass
Siboney of my dreams, I await you anxiously in my caney
Siboney, if you don't come I'll die from love
Hear the echo of my singing of glass
Don't get lost in the rude Manigual