El amor del jibarito [English translation]

Wake up borinqueñita of my life, 1

and listen to the song of our love,

that I come full of dreams and illusions

because yesterday you surrendered to me your heart

Listen to my songs, sweetheart of mine,

I put my soul and my emotion in them,

the soul of the strong and happy jibarito, 2.

because I cultivate my piece of land.

There, where the moon shines, one can see my bohio, 3.

in it I have a little garden of beautiful roses,

and every single morning the birds sing their madrigals,

and the blonde sun of Borinquen paints in pink my plantation. 4.

There in that beloved corner

we'll build the nest of our illusion,

small, but very clean of falsehood, ......

and we both will give thanks to God.

How pretty are my mountains and fields,

pieces of my tropical native land

where the beautiful moon of Puerto Rico

spreads a collar of pearls over the palms.

There, where the moon shines one can see my bohio

in it I have a little garden of beautiful roses

and every single morning the birds sing their madrigals,

and the blonde sun of Borinquen paints in pink my plantation.

and the blonde sun of Borinquen paints in pink my plantation.