Isla Bella [English translation]

Land, my singing and flag were born here

Smiles that filter in through the balcony’s door

This trip that brings me back

Far, you know how much I miss it

The noise of my town and the caress of this sea

When I’m not with you I invent you

I bring a rusty heart I need a recharge

My soul needs a transfusion blood of my land

I return to the cradle that watched me at birth

I return to the neighborhood that watch me run

What I was, what I am and what I’ll be for my beautiful island

Back to the refuge that calms the pain

And the painful memory of the first love

What I was, what I am and what I’ll be for my beautiful island

Slow, the scars are telling me about that time

Like a passenger that gets on your wagon

And announces that life is just a moment

They say the elders in the corner always say

It’s doesn’t matter what you have if when you come out of the station

You always go back to your roots

I bring a rusty heart I need a recharge

My soul needs a transfusion blood of my land

I return to the cradle that watched me at birth

I return to the neighborhood that watch me run

What I was, what I am and what I’ll be for my beautiful island

Back to the refuge that calms the pain

And the painful memory of the first love

What I was, what I am and what I’ll be for my beautiful island

• Artist:Ricky Martin
• Album:A quien quiera escuchar (2015)