Mi País
Ricardo Arjona
My Country
I left a goodbye without light
The day I left
Bus borders
Kilometers of faith
And a bride on the platform
The streets that saw my childhood
The rush of love in secret
The neighborhood, the football
Laziness, my parents
My childhood, my innocence, everything stayed there
My first setback
My first joy, my first argument
My first melody
My first leap into the wind, my first agony
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the matrix
That taught me to give birth to thoughts
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the nuance
That was painting the path for me
My country, my country
I never wanted to be anything else
May the happiest child on the planet
And although nothing was rosy
And the president forbade dreams
I went to the moon and back by bicycle
My mud knees, my history notebook
My gang, my nickname, my failure and victory
My efforts of my entire country my memory
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the matrix
That taught me to give birth to thoughts
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the nuance
That was painting the path for me
My country
How I would like to know that your people
Live happier
That some false children do not follow you
Painting in gray
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the matrix
That taught me to give birth to thoughts
My country
More than my homeland, my roots
More than my soil the nuance
That was painting the path for me
My country
