Salt water touches my lips,
As I approach a sandy ditch.
A summer breeze is so peaceful,
When your with the right people.
As my little hand begins to grap yours.
All I hear is that peaceful humming sound ,
Coming from your voice.
To the rhythm of Cheyenne voice.

As many summers pass by,
I still go back to our day adventures,
The ones will all still remember.
I miss you more than words can describe,
But I know you are flying high above me like a guardian angel that flies.
As the sun starts to rise, as my feet touch the warm water,
The ocean breeze is echoing
The beat and rhythm to Solome.

As the last sea shell comes upon me,
The lyrics to Solome sweep me off my feet.
Forever Baila, que ritmo te sobra,
Is the rhythm that will forever keep us in touch.