Las Brisas de Mi Borinquén

I feel fresh and with this freshness, that refreshes me and I go singing
To my little land that is so beautiful
With that breeze I am rhyming
You caress me, beautiful Borinquén
And this is not science, it's reality
In the mountains, how good I feel
And this is not a tale, I am a true jíbaro

I feel fresh and with this freshness, that refreshes me and I go singing
To my little land that is so beautiful
With that breeze I am rhyming
You caress me, beautiful Borinquén
And this is not science, it's reality
In the mountains, how good I feel
And this is not a tale, I am a true jíbaro

Chorus: How happy I am, in my Borinquén, I feel content, in my batey
Here I bring you gentlemen, and with great pleasure
Names of gladiators, from the music of my batey, in Borinquén

Naguabo with Pedro Flores, Roberto Coles from Mayaguez
Extraordinary composers, of the music of Borinquén, it's my batey

I don't forget gentlemen, about that great Tite Curet
Marcano, Daniel Santos and the jíbaro Rafael from my batey