Rookie en Venezuela

I carry your light and your scent on my skin
And the cuatro in my heart
I have the sea's foam in my blood
And your horizon in my eyes

I don’t envy the flight or the nest of the oriole
I’m like the wind in the fields
I feel the Caribbean like a woman
That’s just how I am, that’s how I’ll be

I’m desert, jungle, snow, and volcano
And as I walk, I leave a trail
The whisper of the plains in a song
That keeps me awake

The woman I want has to be
Heart, fire, and spurs
With skin tanned like a flower
From Venezuela
With your landscape and my dreams, I’ll go
Through these worlds of God
And your memories at sunset
Will make my journey shorter

My childhood was left on your beaches
Laid out to the wind and the sun
And that nostalgia that rises to my voice
Unintentionally became a song

From the mountains, I want the vastness
And from the river, the watercolor
And from you, the children who will plant
New stars

And if one day I have to shipwreck
And the typhoon tears my sails
Bury my body close to the sea
In Venezuela