Lamento Cubano

Oh! Beautiful, exquisite Cuba,
Why do you suffer today
So much distress?
Oh! My homeland,
Who would have thought
That your blue sky
Would cloud with tears!
Oh! In the whisper of the palm grove
The echo is heard to resonate
Of a voice of pain
Calling out for love...
Oh! When I contemplate
Your burning sun,
Your fields full of greenery,
I think of that time
That has passed, Cuba...
Oh! Beautiful, exquisite Cuba,
Why do you suffer today
So much distress?
Oh! My homeland,
Who would have thought
That your blue sky
Would cloud with tears!