Veracruz

I was born under the silver moon
And I was born with a pirate soul
I was born a partygoer, a jarocho
A true troubadour
And I went far from Veracruz

Veracruz, little corner
Where the waves of the sea
Make their nest

Veracruz, piece
Of homeland that knows
How to suffer and sing

Veracruz, your nights
Flood of stars
Palm tree and woman

Veracruz, vibrates in my being
Someday even
To your distant beaches
I will have to return

Veracruz, your nights
Flood of stars
Palm tree and woman

Veracruz, vibrates in my being
Someday even
To your distant beaches
I will have to return