Patria [English translation]

Some time ago a child asked me

About the meaning of the word homeland

He surprised me with the question

And with my heart in my hand

I said…..

Neighbourood flower, my little brother

Homeland is so many beautiful things!

Like the old tree mentioned in the poem

Like the love you still cherish after grandma died

Homeland is so many beautiful things!

It’s in the walls of our barrio, and it’s brown hope

Is carried in the souls of all who leave

It’s the martyrs’ who cry flag, flag, flag, flag!

Don’t memorize lessons of dictatorship or imprisonment

Because the homeland is not defined By those who enslave a country

Homeland is a feeling like an old man’s gaze

like the sun in endless springtime

Like the laughter of a newborn sister

I tell you little brother

Homeland is so many beautiful things!

• Artist:Rubén Blades
• Album:Antecedente