There are different ways to love.
I want to tell you
that in my village
they love each other, my people,
there is no equal.
And in my latino village it is felt,
In my latino village it grows,
A different form of love
that wants to sing today
Wants to sing
Wants to sing
That surprising way to love,
I want to bring to you.
They are so good and so noble,
my people,
I am going to show you.
That in my latino village is felt
the warmth of an embrace from heaven
And love is hung on a bright star
that dawns shining upon my land.
And it is my form of loving latino,
it is your form of loving latino.
Your manner of loving latino,
is my form of loving latino.
In my land there is
an angel of daydreams
that is sadly
plowing my efforts
so that the green and the
fruit of the field
will grow and spread what I've sown.
And the light of the moon is embraced
for peace and good fortune.(2xs)
And your troubles are told to the wind
so that none of them will come back.
And it is my form of loving latino,
it is your form of loving latino.
Your manner of loving latino
is my form of loving latino. (2Xs)
Hear me, I am latino
My voice, latino
Hear me, I am latino
Your voice, latino
I will be your American brother
from the new world
American continent
I am Colombian,
South American, Spanish
from the third world
American continent.
Hear me...latino
My voice... latino
Hear me...latino
Your voice... latino
I will be latino
And I will live latino
And I will sing latino
I will be
latino...latino... latino