Soy Cuyano

I was born here, and I didn't leave, because climbing the hills did me good.
I was born here, and I didn't leave, because jumping over ditches did me good.
Baby, Cuyo is America! Baby, Cuyo is America!
I was born here, and I didn't die, because chatting with people did me good.
I was born here, and I didn't die, because being underdeveloped did me good.
And it did you good to feel the passion,
and it did you good to feel the pain,
and it did you good to feel the love that your people gave you...
Baby, Cuyo is America! Baby, Cuyo is America!
Hey buddy, I'm going to tell you,
everything that happens in this city.
I'm Cuyano at least in my heart,
I know that nothing is achieved without unity.
More money for education, less money for repression.
More money for education, we Saints repudiate repression.
Down with the Babylon system, I'm a Rasta at heart,
and I sing with my brothers, yes...
Baby, Cuyo is America! Baby, Cuyo is America!