Tierra Rica
Carmita Jimenez
Rich Land
I'm the town crier
In this song
I do the advertising, present the virtues
Of my beautiful corner
My country is the bomb, the one that emerges
In the Caribbean Sea
Where, in clouds of foam
The flirty Moon hides
Come, traveler, with me
And admire the divine landscape
Its palm trees, its flowers
The sea breeze on the beach
Flamboyants, sparkling streams, smiling await you
The tenor gentlemen who sing the welcome
Puerto Rico is the blessed land
The daughter of the sea and the sky
Rich, rich
Blessed, by my God
Come, traveler, with me
And admire the divine landscape
Its palm trees, its flowers
The sea breeze on the beach
Flamboyants, sparkling streams, smiling await you
The tenor gentlemen who sing the welcome
Puerto Rico is the blessed land
The daughter of the sea and the sky
Rich, rich
Blessed, by my God
