La Bicicleta (part. Carlos Vives)

I'm not going to do anything
Digging into the wounds of the past
I'm not going to lose
I don't want to be a guy from another place

In your own way, uncomplicated
On a bike that takes you everywhere
A desperate vallenato

A little note that I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

The one I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

I can be happy
Walking relaxed among people
I want you like this
And I like you because you're different

In my own way, disheveled
On a bike that takes me everywhere
A desperate vallenato

A little note that I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

The one I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

She is the favorite, the one who sings in the area
Her hips move like a boat on the waves
She has bare feet like a child who adores
And her long hair is a sun that entices you

She likes to be called the girl, the lola
She likes to be watched when she dances alone
She prefers home, where the hours don't pass
She likes Barranquilla, she likes Barcelona

Take, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
I want us to explore that area together
From Santa Marta to La Arenosa

Take, take me on your bicycle
So we can play with a rag ball and in flip-flops
So that if you show Tayrona to Piqué one day
He won't want to leave for Barcelona afterwards

In my own way, uncomplicated
On a bike that takes me everywhere
A desperate vallenato

A little note that I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

The one I keep, where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and love you so much
That my heart has been beating for you for a while
Beating for you, beating for you

Take, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
So that if you show Tayrona to Piqué one day
He won't want to leave for Barcelona afterwards

Take, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
So that if you show Tayrona to my Piqué
He won't want to leave for Barcelona afterwards