Guantanamera [English translation]

Guantanamera in English

I am a truthful man

From where the palm tree grows

And before dying I want

To let out the verses of my soul

My verse is light green

And it is flaming red

My verse is a wounded stag

Who seeks refuge on the mountain

I grow a white rose

In July just as in January

For the honest friend

Who gives me his open hand

With the poor people of the earth

I want to cast my lot

The brook of the mountains

Gives me more pleasure than the sea