Tener un ukelele y no inventarte cosas es como comer helados solo en verano.
Ahí va mi psicodélica oda a la alegría de la tranquilidad.
Having a ukulele and not inventing is like only eating ice cream in the summer.
There goes my psychedelic ode to the joy of tranquility.
"Baby boy, you know, you know
how's the best way to show your colors.
You should stay a while here
while I tell you all my tales.
I found a way to make this bright again.
And now you see it's just fine, it's a sunny day:
you can dance,
take that rhythm out away.
Just keep smiling that way.
Think about it."