'm going to dedicate my life
to defend my folklore.
I'm going to dedicate my life
to defend my folklore,
to water it like flower
which is not to be extinguished,
and the day of my departure
my song will be an example.
That's why with emotion
I ask that in front of my grave
sing a hymn of rumba,
guajira, guaracha and son
sing a hymn of rumba,
guajira, guaracha and son
Those who hate my nation
They want to kill my culture.
Those who hate my nation
They want to kill my culture.
that's why I'll make a sculpture
through my song
to the sound of the plain, to the nengón
the changüí, the kiribá,
to mambo, to chachacha,
to bolero, to Sucu juice.
Poor of the one who did not know
defend their identity.
Poor of the one who did not know
defend your identity