Sonando Con Puerto Rico
Bobby Capó
Dreaming of Puerto Rico
If by chance
You sleep
And dream
That the breeze is caressing you
And you feel the morning dew
Tenderly kissing
Your cheek
And the aroma of coffee
Tickles you
You’re surely dreaming
That you’re in Puerto Rico
If by chance
You sleep
And dream
That the waves are making you fall in love
And there’s a blue sky
Conspiring with the Moon
To make you a prisoner
Don’t say it because it’s
The land I love
You’re surely dreaming
That you’re in Puerto Rico
I can’t hide
The pride I feel
Of being Puerto Rican
And that my thoughts
No matter where I go
Escape to the little island
No matter where I go
To the Blessed Land
My thoughts
Fly
If by chance
You sleep
And notice
That a tear comes to my eye
It’s surely because
I dream that I walk
Through the streets of my town
And in that little bar
Of a thousand memories
Yesterday came back to life
Maybe crying
I can’t hide
The pride I feel
Of being Puerto Rican
And that my thoughts
No matter where I go
Escape to the little island
No matter where I go
To the Blessed Land
My thoughts
Fly
If by chance
I sleep and you notice
That a tear comes to your eye
It’s surely because
I dream that I walk
Through the streets of my town
And in that little bar
Of a thousand memories
Yesterday came back to life
Maybe crying
Crying, crying