Saunter,
Sway your hips more
She saunters,
In your avenues, your streets,
"Makes men go"...
To her such tender feet,
Barcelona, make her understand well
That she is mistaken
Whatever the emotion
She is mistaken,
Because she is like you, a cat
That undulates
That rounds its back
She manipulates those who say no

Hey! Amigo!
She wants the top, she wants your skin
And on her back, a tattoo.
Hey! Amigo!
Mi amigo (my friend), she wants the beautiful
And a love, without make-up.

Saunter,
Sway your hips more
She saunters
In your avenues, your streets.
"Set your sails"...
To her soft face...
Barcelona, take her hostage.
She devotes herself
Whatever the weight is
Yes, she devotes herself,
Because she is like you, a cat
That simpers...
That pretends, and salutes the man
She escapes with a leap
As if she flew away

Hey! Amigo!
She wants the top, she wants your skin
And on her back, a tattoo.
Hasta luego (See you later)
Mi amigo (my friend), she wants the beautiful
And a love without make-up