Azul Azul Azul
Ayote En Miel
Blue Blue Blue
In the land of chocoyos
Next to the stream a child was born
He was sheltered by the jungle and his mother
Who gave him in bed his cumba and pinol
His little crib was made of talalate
Covered in petate made in nindirí
And his northern boy's saddlebag
Filled with goals and dreams in wisisil
Blue, blue, blue, your tropical sun shines on us
Blue, blue, blue, your flag with white of peace
Blue, blue, blue, today we sing your triumphal march
Blue, blue, blue, is your book, your sky, and your sea
Marimbas and drums echoed
And even the momotombo spread out
And his mother, the most beautiful rose
One rainy afternoon took him to León
That little boy grew up
Navigating the myths of the big city
He turned every story
Into streams of poetry with ease
Blue, blue, blue, the universal poet panida
Blue, blue, blue, I want to sing to your muses
Blue, blue, blue, is Darío homeland and dignity
Blue, blue, blue, is your book, your sky, and your sea
He sang to his profane land
And every morning he used to say
He who has a small homeland
Dreams bigger for the future
The sonorous poet was so great
With a golden brain that impacted the world
And Spain, which was already in decline
Modernized all its language
Blue, blue, blue, your tropical sun shines on us
