Buenos días América
Pablo Milanés
Good Morning America
I feel like everything is changing around us
I breathe in air that gets better every time
That lifts the shout of my heart
Towards this land
I’ve woken up whispering a new song
And my window is filled with sunlight
I step out to find the fact and the reason
For all this emotion
America wakes up once again
And it’s not that her awakening is happy
But this morning you can sense
Her united decision to fight
She won’t leave it to fate and luck
The debt they owe must be paid
If she enriched other lives with her death
Today she’s reborn and finally on the move
I’ve woken up whispering a new song
And my window is filled with sunlight
I step out to find the fact and the reason
For all this emotion
Good morning, good morning, America
How are you?
Very good
Good morning, America
Good morning, how are you?
Good morning, Brazil, my giant
It’s been so long without you, let’s go
Nicaragua without Somoza
Is still more beautiful than yesterday
Haiti, the black one, is crying
Colombia, Ecuador, Uruguay, Venezuela, Argentina
Are growing to do better
A long line of giant trees
Against the brutal and arrogant northern wind
While I beg and flatter her
She’s gonna grab me by the neck
My America
Gives us life here to grow
The union of dignity
Generates freedom, once again
Jamaica, Honduras, Panama, Costa Rica, and Chile
Are growing to do better
I’ve woken up whispering a new song
And my window is filled with sunlight
I step out to find the fact and the reason
For all this emotion