Venezuela

I carry your light and your aroma on my skin
And the four in the heart
I carry the foam of the sea in my blood
And your horizon in my eyes

I do not envy the flight or the turpial's nest
I am like the wind in the harvest
I feel the Caribbean like a woman
I'm like this, what am I going to do?

I am desert, jungle, snow and volcano
And when I walk, I leave a trail
From the rumor of the plain in a song
that reveals me

The woman I want has to be
Heart, fire and spur
With skin tanned like a flower
From Venezuela

With your landscape and my dreams I will leave
For those worlds of God
And your memories at sunset
They will make my path shorter

Between your beaches, my childhood remained
Lying to the wind and the sun
And that nostalgia that rises to my voice
Unintentionally it became a song

From the mountains, I want the immensity
And from the river, the watercolor
And from you, the children they will sow
New stars

And if one day I have to shipwreck
And the typhoon breaks my sails
Bury my body near the sea
In Venezuela