My grandparent's house
for years of childhood
I dreamed of so many stories
that did not fit in the bed
The story of an English train
that the region was bewitching
because the soccer ball
that for several years
The story of an English train
that the region was bewitching
and a football match
that three to two ended
The Santa Marta train departs
Swamp looks asleep
from Río Frío to Aracataca
where my grandfather cultivates
Foundation is already celebrating
comes the train asking via
the vallenatas songs
they are heard in the distance
At the end of modern times
the ladies commented
like those in Europe
the one that longs so much
Pa'mi grandfather was the progress
that the load was relieving him
and on that iron mule
with other times I dreamed
Pa'mi grandfather was the progress
and that made him happy
living the bad hours
he called it good times
The early morning train departs
and all the people are awake
and the pitirre sings to the wind
announcing the morning
Nevada is cleared
and that gives me feeling
It took the bad hours
the train of good times
Only among all we can make this a better place :)