Pueblo Por Pueblo

I have confirmed how beautiful my country is.
For your departure, an experience I lived.
So you can see how much I love you.
In search of your love, I went town by town.

I stepped on every place in my Quisqueya.
Listen to my story of what I went through for you.
The beauty was being able to know my land.
But the bad thing was that in the end, I didn't find you.

I looked for you in Cibao, from Moca to Bonao.
And in La Vega they told me you hadn't been there,
and the same in Tenares.
I continued through Gaspar Hernández and El Cieguito in Nagua,
they told me, 'Forget that woman.'

Oh, the city of the heart!
How beautiful is my Santiago!
I went to the monument all because I love you.
In Navarrete, I almost failed.
Not finding you, I got drunk without thinking.
On a motorcycle, I traveled the whole line,
from Monte Cristi to Castañuela for you, my life.
I went to Esperanza and also Valverde Mao.
That's what only a man in love does.

And the boss in the cornfield
also advised me.
He told me to look for you
over there in Dajabón.
Then Old Fefa
in Santiago Rodríguez
Sent me to Samaná,
Río San Juan, Cotuí, don't forget.

I started from San Francisco to the Capital.
I went to Boca Chica, Arroyo Hondo, and nothing.
I went to the East and looked for you in La Romana,
San Pedro, Higuey, and Punta Cana.
In Casa de Campo, I met my buddy.
Puff Daddy tells me, 'I love Dominicana.'
It's not relevant, and my journey continued.
For you, my queen, I headed south.

I started in San Cristobal
I went to Baní and Barahona.
Beautiful sky, when you leave,
I don't sleep a single hour.
And with this, I bid farewell.
Long live Santo Domingo!
Quisqueya, I am your son
with pride and affection.