Lamento Borincano

He leaves a little content with his cargo
To the city, oh! To the city, ahh!
Carrying in his mind a whole world full
Of happiness, oh! Of happiness, he thinks of remedying the situation
Of the home that is all his illusion, yes!

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And happy the countryman goes singing like this,
Saying like this, thinking like this, along the way.
If I sell the cargo, my dear god, I'll buy a suit
For my old lady and happily his mare goes
Sensing that his singing is a hymn of joy.

If the daylight surprises you in this *reaching the market
Of the city, uhhh! Hey!* Listen, what will become of Borinquen
(Oh! My Borinquen) what will be happening to Puerto Rico
(To my Puerto Rico) Oh, many skyscrapers and fewer fields.

They spend the whole morning without anyone wanting to buy their load
Oh! To buy their load, everything is deserted and the town
Is dying of need, of need, if you hear this lament
Everywhere, of my unfortunate Borinquen, yes.

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Together?
And sad the countryman goes thinking like this, saying like this, crying like this,
Along the way, what will become of Borinquen my dear god
What will become of my children and my home, Borinquen the land
Of Eden, the one that when the great Guatier sang called the pearl of the seas,
Now that you are dying with your sorrows
Let me sing to you as well, me too,
Me too, me too.