I dance my bachata with my good little girl, yes
Because she is life to me, I know
The flower I dream of in my garden, woman
And I dance my bachata with my pretty little girl, eh
Your laughter crowns my illusion
And dictates the pulse of my heart

And I dance, I feel blessed with you
Of so many to be the chosen one
To receive the promise of your love
And I repeat your name over and over again
The most faithful answer to my faith

I dance my bachata
With my good little girl
Bachata that wraps me
In the skin of a cloud
With a mantle of stars
And I dance my bachata
With my pretty little girl
Bachata of horizon
Bachata of foam
With a skirt of sand

I dance my bachata with my good little girl, yes
Your eyes are the source of my light
That give the sky its blue dress
And I dance my bachata, pretty little girl
The earth spins when you speak to me
And cheers the axis of my north and south

And I dance, I feel blessed with you
Of so many to be the chosen one
To receive the promise of your love
And I repeat your name over and over again
The most faithful answer to my faith

I dance my bachata
With my good little girl
Bachata that wraps me
In the skin of a cloud
With a mantle of stars
And I dance my bachata
With my pretty little girl
Bachata of horizon
Bachata of foam
With a skirt of sand

I dance my bachata
And I dance my bachata
I dance my bachata

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