Caravana de Simón

Something's moving in the distance
It's a party in procession
Coming with songs of hope
Simón's caravan
Leaving from here, arriving over there
Passing by your house inviting you to travel

Latin American serpent
You’re a dark-skinned tradition
You unite all the races
Like a great revolution
There are no borders
No flags either
We’re all children of the same land

Open your window
Let the new sun in
Come to the morning of the continent

You feel it growing as it moves
The new alliance of color
We’re a world of similarities
Beating with all our passion
Language, history
We have in common
Bolivar's dream is still alive

Latin American serpent
You’re the people's reason
You leave your mark like a harvest
You free our hearts
Latin brother from anywhere
Join this song of popular praise

Open your window
Let the new sun in
Come to the morning of the continent

And we all go, jumping, singing
And let’s never drift apart again

Open your window
Let the new sun in
It passes by your house
Simón's caravan

Attention! Last call, all aboard
(Let the new sun in)
Passing by your house inviting you to dream
(Aaaah Simón's caravan)
Santiago, Bogotá, Guatemala
Cusco, Valparaíso, and Caracas
Pelotillehue, Buenos Aires
La Paz, Quito, Macondo
And all the destinations of the new world