El Jibarito
El Gran Combo de Puerto Rico
The Little Hillbilly
A Hillbilly spent 30 years in prison
He was released one day, into civilization
He found the land he loved so much to be so different
Tears of the heart flowed from his eyes
Where, where, where is, where is my land?
Where is my cow? And the hammock where I used to sleep
On his face, his great dissatisfaction was visible
There was no joy, rather admiration
The Puerto Rican did not understand such a change
And bravely said: Take me back to prison
Where, where, where is, where is my land?
Where is my little cow? And the hammock where I used to sleep
That peanut vendor
Where is he?
Where is the
Where is he?
Where is the coconut water seller, gentlemen?
Where is he?
I want to see him, I want to see him
Where is he?
Until the sunsets
Where is he?
I see them different now
Where is he?
The women are different
Where is he?
The people are different
Where is he?
I want to see them
Where is he?
Where is the peanut vendor, gentlemen?
Where is he?
That coconut water seller
Where is he?
Where is the one I want
Until the sunsets
Where is he?
I see them different now
Where is he?
The women are different
Where is he?
The people are different
Where is he?
I want to see them
Where is he?
Where is the coconut water seller, gentlemen?
Where is he?
Where is he?
And even the corner guy
Where is he?
Where is he?
