Me Voy Para Medellin

I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves
I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves

Nobody can forget that beautiful land
With blooming gardens and women like goddesses
The one from Cerro Nutivara and the metropolitan train
Birthplace of the Aburra is a loving and sovereign town
Beautiful Beautiful, I want to see you full of flower growers

I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves
I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves

I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves
I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves

I can't stop remembering the buñuelos and cucas
The beans and the arepa in callanas for manduca
And my favorite streets egg, bread, and underwear
The communes and their people with such simple customs
Beautiful Beautiful, I want to see you full of flower growers

I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves
I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves

I'm going to Medellin
I'm going to Medellin

I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves
I'm going to Medellin to the flower fair
I'm going to find there my longings, my loves