Jibaro Soy

For whom the hell have you taken me
Listen, sir?
What's the reason for this mistreatment
Without justification?

Be very careful
In your actions,
Don't make me show you
What I know

You call it ignorance
To my good faith
And believe you can step on me
In your opinion

And so you are wrong again
You are wrong.

I am a Jibaro
And here I am before you
To play the salsa of Boriquén [2x]

And I return with my singing,
And now my pride is double
Because in favor of the montuno
I bring you my le lo lai.
It's enough, buddy
To be singing to other peoples
Why not give them our own
So they can also learn
How Borinquen expresses itself
With flavor and feeling.

I must clarify something
About these thoughts
Because some fools have commented
That I come to protest.
My song is an altar
It's not the cry of a rebel
Free me, God, from that fate
If I have to hurt a Boricua
Take, here you have my hands
Don't let me try it.

I won't leave without greeting
My rival singers
Because I bring them these flowers
In very sincere friendship.
And don't think
That I am a troublemaker
I just want to tell them
Without anyone getting angry
That I also feel proud
Because I can be the first.