Preciosa

I know what the charms are
Of my beautiful Puerto Rico
That's why I love her so much
I will always call her precious

I know about your dark females
I know the smell of your roses
Therefore, my land of richness
I will always call her precious

Island of the Caribbean
Island of the Caribbean
Puerto Rico

Beautiful, the waves call you
From the sea that bathes you
Beautiful, for being an enchantment
For being an Eden

And you have the noble heritage
From the Motherland, Spain
And the fierce song of the brave Indian
You have it, too

Beautiful, the bards call you
Who sing your story
No matter how the tyrant treats you
With dark malice

You will be beautiful, without a flag
Without laurels, without glory
Beautiful, beautiful
They call you, the sons of liberty

Beautiful, the bards call you
Who sing your story
No matter how the tyrant treats you
With dark malice

You will be beautiful, without a flag
Without laurels, without glory
Oh, precious, precious
They call you, the sons of liberty

Beautiful, I carry you inside
Deep inside my heart
And while more time passes
My love is growing for you

Because it's just that I understand now
Because it's just that I understand now
That, come what may
I will be Puerto Rican

I will be Puerto Rican
Wherever I go, oh-oh-oh-oh
Because it's in my blood
Inherited from my parents

And I proudly repeat
I love you, Puerto Rico!
I love you, Puerto Rico!

And that is why I was inspired today
To dedicate this song
To that noble jibarito Rafael
And to my island of enchantment

I love you, Puerto Rico!
I love you, Puerto Rico!