Guantanamera

Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo
Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo

I am a sincere man, from where the palm tree grows
I am a sincere man, from where the palm tree grows
And before I die, I want to sing my soulful verses

Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo
Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo

I cultivate a white rose, in July as in January
I cultivate a white rose, in July as in January
For the sincere friend, who gives me his honest hand

Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo
Guantanamera, country girl from Guantánamo

My verse is a clear green, and a fiery crimson
My verse is a clear green, and a fiery crimson
My verse is a wounded deer, seeking shelter in the mountains

(Guantanamera means girl from Guantánamo, a city in southwest Cuba)