Correnteza

The stream of the river
Is carrying that flower
My love is already sleeping
Mocking my love

On the riverbank
The inga tree leaned over
And the fruit that was ripe
The stream took away, the stream took away
The stream took away
And it rained for a week and I didn't see my love

The mud was marked
Where the cattle passed
After the rain passed
The blue sky appeared
There by the roadside, my love is coming

The stream of the river
Is carrying that flower
And I fell asleep smiling

Dreaming of our love
Dreaming of our love
Dreaming of our love
Oh, Dandá, oh, Dandá