Yo Nací Aquí

I was born in this country
That tastes like sugarcane and cotton
That lights up long before the sun comes up
I was born in this country
Of poor kids made of starch
In debt to the same ones who took it all away

A country full of history
Of men and women made of concrete
Full of courage and tenderness
Full of passion
I was born in this country that moves
With joys and pain
With beautiful people
And with bastards who steal our dreams
Who aren't afraid of the future
Who won't be brought down
Who doesn't ask me for a visa
And to which I always want to return

I was born in this country
That sometimes holds me back
Sometimes I resign, sometimes I want to escape
But I was born here
Here I learned to walk
Here I met you, here I fell in love with you

This country full of history
Of men and women made of concrete
Full of courage and tenderness
Full of passion
I was born in this country that moves
With joys and pain
With beautiful people

And with bastards who steal our dreams
Who aren't afraid of the future
Who won't be brought down
Who doesn't ask me for a visa
And to which I always want to return
Na, na, na, na, na
I was born here
Na, na, na, na, na
I was born here!