Soy Veracruzano

When the sun rises from the sea
and illuminates it with its light
its palm trees get drunk
and Veracruz wakes up

From Perote to Zotavento
from the Tuxtlas to Fortin
in Xalapa, in the Huasteca
in Cempoala or El Tajin

CHORUS:
Because I am Veracruzian
in the mountains or by the sea
I dance the huapango in Pnuco
and in Papantla I soar
I sow, fish, till, create
dream, laugh, sing, and go
proclaiming proudly
that I am Veracruzian
I have the Olmec head
totonac heart
from the peak of Orizaba,
to the sea goes my song
I sow, fish, till, create
I will fight to live
because I am Veracruzian
I am not afraid of what is to come... NO

Poza Rica smells of oil
Catemaco of temazcal
in the port it smells of party
when Carnival explodes

Only Veracruz is beautiful
Veracruz advances and goes
walking along the path
of the future and beyond

CHORUS

I sow, fish, till, create
dream, laugh, sing, and go
proclaiming proudly
that I am Veracruzian...
I am Veracruzian, I am Veracruzian
I am Veracruzian, I am Veracruzian