When my flag was raised
yours would do the same
and that was the first time
that together we wanted to fly.
Later a beloved voice
he shouted with good reason:
Cuba and Puerto Rico are
of a bird the two wings.
Puerto Rico wing that fell to the sea
that could not fly
I invite you to my town
and we seek the same heaven together.
Conditions that do not have
what to do with throwing a shot
they opened the way
while you are stopped
this unfinished task we have
to finish because they want to see the end
all the dead of both
Where do you come out, I go out
I will always support you.
Puerto Rico wing that fell to the sea
that could not fly
I invite you to my town
and we seek the same heaven together.
Following the same path
we meet again
to claim together
let your destiny be changed.
And if they deny him what
it's from you
I invite you to fly this time
with the machete on the wings.
Puerto Rico wing that fell to the sea
that could not fly
I invite you to my town
and we look for the same sky together
Only among all we can make this a better place :)