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I wrote to Juancito
That I could not find
The inspiration
To make a merengue
That has the flavor
What is in the province
I wrote to Juancito
That I couldn't find the inspiration
To make a merengue
Let it carry the flavor of the province

I asked Juancito
To send a reply
And as quickly as possible
write me that meringue

And I said my thanks to him
For all his education
and I was waiting
calm down that little favor
And I said my thanks to him for all his education
And I was quietly waiting for that little favor

Juancito wrote to my
even though it is
very busy man
From his manuscript
The card that had
Called my attention
Juancito wrote to my
Even though he's a very busy man
From his manuscript
The card that had called my attention

And in correspondance
I was praying below
to make meringue
I have the recipe

a guacharacha
A box, an accordion
A cheerful voice
keep the cadence
And that in a pan
put them on the stove
and you shake them
So that they take consistency

you put essences
that are born from the heart
you give the seasoning
With little leaves of patience
And then you scratch him
lemon peels
and you make the song
With your own experiences

The time that goes and goes
Don't let innocence take away
The time that goes and goes
Don't let innocence take away

I keep reading below
where does it say warning
What to do' a meringue
The thing has its science
That to make a merenguito the thing has its science
(As well as the science of calling a square child)
(Live it up, compadres)

Dance, dance
I bring my meringue
Dance, dance
I bring my meringue
From the Colombian Caribbean
As I asked Juancito
With his provincial touch
For the poor and the rich.

Dance, dance
I bring my meringue
Dance, dance
I bring my meringue
for all my brothers
For the big and the boys
Here I bring you the recipe
To make a meringue

The time that goes and goes
you can never stop it
The time that goes and goes
you can never stop it

take life easy
Let's leave so much mystery
that the years pass us by
And for later there is no remedy
that the years pass us by
And for later there is no remedy