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He leaves madly happy with his cargo
For the city, oh, for the city
He carries in his thoughts a whole world full
Of happiness, yes, of happiness
Think about remedying the situation
Of the home that is all your illusion, yes
And happy the jibarito is thinking like this, saying like this
Singing like this along the way
"If I sell all cargo my dear God
I'm going to buy a suit for my old lady"
And her mare is also happy when she senses
That his singing is a hymn of joy
Like this, daylight took them by surprise
And they arrived to the town market
The whole morning goes by without anyone wanting to
Your load to buy, oh, your load to buy
Everything, everything is deserted, the town is dead
Of necessity, oh, of necessity
This lament is heard everywhere
In my wretched Borinquen (Puerto Rico) Yes..
And mirthless.. The Jibarito goes
Thinking this, saying this, crying this along the way
"What will become of Borinquen my dear God?
What will become of my children and my home?
Borinquen.. The land of Eden
And that when singing the great Gautier
called the pearl of the seas
Now that you are dying of your sorrows
Let me sing to you too.
Oh
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