I am crazy about you, America,
I am going to bring a woman to the beach
May her name be Marti,
may her name be Marti
I am crazy about you, loves have like colors the white foam of Latin America
And the sky as a flag,
and the sky as a flag
I am crazy about you, America, (Bis)
I am crazy about you love lover from this country without a name, this tango, this ranch,
Esse povo, dizei-me,
arde o fogo de conhecê-la,
o fogo de conhecê-la
I am crazy about you, America,
I am crazy about you loves
The name of the dead man can no longer be said, who knows?
Before the final day,
before the last day
The name of the dead man before the final night is spread in Latin America
The name of the man is Pueblo,
the name of the man is Pueblo
I am crazy about you, America, (Bis)
I am crazy about you loves
I wait for manhã to sing,
the name of the dead man
No sejam sad words,
I am crazy about you loves
A poem still exists with palmeiras,
with trenches, canções of war
Who knows canções do mar, ai,< br/>I'll even like you, ai, I'll even like you
I'm crazy about you, America, (Bis)
I'm crazy about you loves
This is here from passagem,
I know that one day you will die
Of scare, of bullet or vice,
of scare, of bullet or vice
Num precipice of lights between saudades,
solutions, eu your death of bruços
Our braços, our olhos,
our braços of a woman,
our braços of a woman
Mais apaixonado ainda interior dos braços da camponesa, guerrilheira
Manequim, ai de mim, nos braços de quem meira, nos braços de quem me queira
I'm crazy about you, America,
I'm crazy about you loves

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