Cumbia Martha La Reina

Once I stayed
There asleep on the beach
And there I dreamed
That in the sky descended
A swarm of stars
And a silver Moon
And on the sea waves
It splashed with its light

Over the sea I saw
I saw a cumbiamba
That to the sound of drums
On the water they spun
The couples of stars
By millions they carried

Carousel of colors
That seemed like the cumbiamba
And suddenly emerged
An awaited queen

It was Martha the Queen
That my mind dreamed
It was Martha the Queen
That my mind dreamed

And suddenly emerged
An awaited queen
It was Martha the Queen
That my mind dreamed

At her feet I saw the Moon
The stars, the waters
And a hymn of celebration
The palm trees sang

It was Martha the Queen
That in my mind I dreamed
Carousel of colors
They seemed like the cumbiamba
Carousel of colors
They seemed like the cumbiamba