Solitaria camina la bikina
y la gente se pone a murmurar
dicen que tiene una pena,
dicen que tiene una pena que la hace llorar
Lonely walks “la bikina”*
And people start whispering,
They say she’s got a sorrow,
They say she’s got a sorrow which makes her cry

*”La Bikina” is a sort of nickname; according to popular belief it originated when the composer of the song went to the beach with his family and his little son was amazed at the ladies, so he asked his dad the name of their clothing and he answered it was called “bikini”, thus the little boy replied “then those ladies wearing bikini are called “bikinas”, right?”

Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa
no permite la quieran consolar
pasa luciendo su real majestad
pasa, camina y nos mira sin vernos jamás
Haughty, beautiful and proud,
She doesn’t allow anyone to try and comfort her,
She walks past flaunting her royal majesty,
She walks past, walks and sees us without ever looking at us

La bikina tiene pena y dolor
la bikina no conoce el amor
La bikina has sorrow and pain
La bikina doesn’t know love

Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa
no permite la quieran consolar
dicen que alguien ya vino y se fue
dicen que pasa las noches llorando por él
Haughty, beautiful and proud,
She doesn’t allow anybody to try and comfort her,
They say somebody came and left,
They say she spends her nights crying for him

La bikina tiene pena y dolor
la bikina no conoce el amor
La bikina has sorrow and pain
La bikina doesn’t know love

Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa
no permite la quieran consolar
dicen que alguien ya vino y se fue
Dicen que pasa las noches llorando por él
dicen que pasa las noches llorando por él
dicen que pasa las noches llorando por él
Haughty, beautiful and proud,
She doesn’t allow anybody to try and comfort her,
They say somebody came and left,
They say she spends her nights crying for him,
They say she spends her nights crying for him,
They say she spends her nights crying for him.