América [English translation]

(NOTE:America is not USA, America is a Continent. And this is about America*)

Where the warm sun shines

with a new glow

toasting the sands

Where the air is still clean

in the soft light

of stars

Where love becomes fire

the river talks

and the mountain is jungle

Today I found a place

for we both in this new land.

America, America

all a huge garden

This is America.

When God made the Garden of Eden

he thought in America.

In each new sunset

the sky starts burning

and I can listen to the wind

which brings me with his song

a complaint of love

as a lament

The perfume of a flower

the rhythm of a drum

on the prairies

dances of war and peace

of a people who still

did not break their chains

America, America

all a huge garden

This is America.

When God made the Garden of Eden

he thought in America.