Earth, here my song, my flag was born
Smiles that sneak through the balcony door
And this trip that today brings me back
Far away, you don't know how much I miss
br/>The noise of my people and the caress of this sea
When I am not with you I invent you
My heart is rusty, I need a rope
My soul needs transfusion
Blood of my land...
I return to the cradle where I was born
I return to that neighborhood that saw me run
What I was, what I am and what I will be for my beautiful island
Back to the refuge that calms the pain
And smells the memory of first love
What I was, what I am and will be for my beautiful island
Slow, the marks go count telling me that time
It's like a passenger who gets on your car
And announces that life is a moment
They say, the old people on the corner always say
No matter what What do you have if when you get off the station
One always returns to one's roots
My heart is rusty, I need rope
My soul needs transfusion
Blood of my land...< br/>I return to the cradle that saw me born
I return to that neighborhood that saw me run
What I was, what I am and I will be for my beautiful island
Back to the refuge that calm the pain
And smell the memory of first love
What I was, what I am and will be for my beautiful island

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