A year passed, away from shores, For I couldn't get away from war I found the port where was residing, The pretty lady my heart adores
What a delight, I felt inside, When from the beach, She grabbed her scarf and waved at me Then she would come, Straight up to me, And hold me tight, I knew that we were meant to be
And on the beach, beautiful Lola In a floating dress, she looks so fine She greets the sailors and drives them crazy Even the captain loses his mind
The Cuban girl, crying from the port On the high seas, she felt so down The handsome sailor with words of comfort "Don't cry dear Lola, I won't let you drown"