La Tierra Prometida
Carlos Vives
The Promised Land
Visited Madrid, went to Barcelona and Paris
And the art in Rome and Florence was so cool
How not to adore Budapest and Berlin
How not to adore the women in Sweden
But still
The land only surrenders to the sea
Your gaze
The landscape I want to return to
That's why I always ask life
To take me to the promised land
That people are always well loved
And if it takes me far away, may I return
Visited Nepal and even managed to meditate
And I thought that Buddha was in my sorrow
I wanted to wander, I went to Dubai and Qatar
I can't deny it's a very good life
But still
The land only surrenders to the sea
Your gaze
The landscape I want to return to
That's why I always ask life
To take me to the promised land
That people are always well loved
And if it takes me far away, may I return
I like hip-hop and reggae and reggaeton and the local bar
Vallenato, cumbia, what my people prefer
I like Argentine rock and the sound of England
Soul, blues, corrido, and the joints from my land
That's why I always ask life
To take me to the promised land
That people are always well loved
And if it takes me far away, may I return
