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Bitter from the pain of longing
I went back to the place where I was born
Where I spent my beautiful youth
I returned crying with the sadness I felt
I saw the fields where I played with my little brother
I saw the palm tree that my old man planted
I cried too much missing the old man
Whom God in heaven took many years ago

And where are my dear companions?
So many Januarys have passed since I left my parents
Goodbye, lagoon, green well of hope
My little time as a child that will never come back

My cedar tree, stripped of leaves, lifeless
A bitter sign of a rosy hope
I want to hear the little bumps
As they cradle my childlike soul
Gentle streams that flowed down the mountain
Nostalgic spring that brightened my life
Goodbye, landscape, blue sky of my land
Beloved place, I will love you until I die