Flor de Pino
Luis Enrique Mejía Godoy
Pine Flower
This pine flower
That I cut for you
This young man gives it to you
Neighbor from Tilalí
It has the fragrance
Of a local indigenous woman
Flower of basil
That will never die
If passing by Sacaclí
They ask about me
You will tell them I went far away
But one day I will return
Because I can't find myself without you
This pine flower
That was born in the mist
It's the one that Sandino
Cut with his hands
For the girl
He chose for himself
The telegraph operator
Flower of San Rafael
If passing by Sacaclí
They ask about me
You will tell them I went far away
But one day I will return
Because I can't find myself without you.
