Somos Nicas
Luis Pastor
We are Nicaraguans
We are
We are from this unpredictable land
We are from the past
From a beautiful sowing, we are the children of the storm
We are violent sea, we are pure dreams
We are a Moon in love
We are volcano eruptions, we are utopia and youth
We are
We are corn and we are wheat from the pure center of this continent
With the smell of rain and shame, we are pinolillo, we are sweet water
We are
A Moon in love
We are volcano eruptions, we are utopia and youth
We are
We are Atlantic and Pacific of this
Wounded homeland that is still smiling
From this Nicaraguan Nicaragua
We are calypso, we are palo e' mayo
(Mayaya la sinki)
We are
A Moon in love
We are volcano eruptions, we are utopia and youth
The valleys, the rivers, the streams answered
Together with the little birds from all the mountains: She is the most elegant
She is the most beautiful, she is Nicaragua, the Nicaraguan
The valleys, the rivers, the streams answered
Together with the little birds from all the mountains: She is the most elegant
She is the most beautiful, she is Nicaragua, the Nicaraguan
Little dove guasiruca come, it's time, come, it's time
Look out the window and you will see the dawn, you will see the dawn
Little dove guasiruca come, it's time, come, it's time
Look out the window and you will see the dawn, you will see the dawn
And when this Sun rises
Together we will go, lolita
You would take the oars, I would take the love
Long live Nicaragua!