Emigrante Latino

I am a Latin immigrant
Who cries in the distance
I long for the beloved town
That has given light to my life.

Land, piece of heaven
That joyfully discussed you
I can come back to sing you
A serenade for you, my love.

I search all the paths
That lead me back to you
I cry when the boat flaps its white wings
To depart.

I have to stay with a hug
Without warmth. Like sand without its sea
What loneliness and anguish

Goodbye goodbye piece of my youth
Memory of that childhood
Maybe I won't return to you anymore
But never forget you.

I am a Latin immigrant
How could I not remember
This quiet moonlit night
Of my homeland.

My grandparents and great friends
My girlfriend and my old home
I am a Latin immigrant
How I cry remembering

How much I miss my town.

I am a Latin immigrant
Who cries in the distance
I long for the beloved town
That has given light to my life.

And the Latin immigrant dances with the Flores brothers.

I am a Latin immigrant
Who cries in the distance
I long for the beloved town
That has given light to my life.