La Bicicleta (ft Carlos Vives) [English]

I’m not doing any good searching in the wounds of the past
I’m not going to lose, I don’t want to be a guy from the other side
Your way, uncomplicated, on a bicycle that takes you everywhere
A desperate cry, a little note I keep where I wrote to you

That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you
Which I keep where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you

I can be happy walking relaxed among the people
I love you the way you are and I like you because you’re different
My way, hair blowing, on a bicycle that takes me everywhere
A desperate cry, a little note I keep where I wrote to you

That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you
Which I keep where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you

She’s the favorite, the one who sings in the area
She moves her hips like a boat on the waves
She’s barefoot like a child that adores
And her hair is long, it looks like the sun
She likes you to tell her that she’s the little girl, the Lola
She likes you to look when she dances alone
She likes her house, for time not to pass
She likes Barranquilla, she likes Barcelona

Take me, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
I want us to ride through the area together
From Santa Marta to La Arenosa
Take me, take me on your bicycle
So that we can play bowls in Chancleta
If one day you show Piqué the Tayrona
She won’t want to go to Barcelona

My way, uncomplicated, on a bicycle that takes me everywhere
A desperate cry, a little note I keep where I wrote to you

That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you
Which I keep where I wrote to you
That I dream of you and that I love you so much
That for a long time my heart beats for you, beats for you

Take me, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
If one day you show Piqué the Tayrona
She won’t want to go to Barcelona
Take me, take me on your bicycle
Listen, Carlos, take me on your bicycle
If one day you show Piqué the Tayrona
She won’t want to go to Barcelona