I am, I am what they left, I am the leftovers of what they stole
A town hidden at the top, My skin is of leather and for this it stands all weather,
I am a factory filled with smoke, the labor of the farmer for all that you consume
The cold wave in middle of summer, Love in times of rage,
my brother!
I am who is born and the day that dies, With the best sunsets,
I incarnate development, A political discourse left without breath,
The prettiest faces that I have known, I am the picture of the "disappeared"
The blood that runs through your veins, I am a worthy piece of land
A basket with beans
I am Maradona versus England, whom made two goals
I am what holds my flag, the dorsal spine of my planet, in my mountain range.
I am what my father taught me, he who rejects his mother country, who rejects his mother.
I am Latin America, a people without legs who still walks
You cannot buy the wind,
You cannot buy the sun,
You cannot buy the rain,
You cannot buy warmth.
You cannot buy the clouds,
You cannot buy my joy,
You cannot buy my pains.
I have lakes, I have rivers, I have my teeth for when I smile.
Snow covers my mountains, I have the sun that dries me and the rain that showers me.
A dessert inebriated by cactus, a drink of pulque to sing with the coyotes,
All that I need!
My lungs breathe in blue,
Altitude that asphyxiates.
I am the molars in the mouth which chew coca,
Autumn of fallen leaves, verses written under star-filled night skies.
A vine filled with grapes, a cane plantation under the sun in Cuba,
I am the Caribbean sea that watches over houses, creating rituals with holy water,
the wind that brushes my hair,
I am all the saints that hang from my nech,
The juice of my fight is not artificial because the produce of my land is natural.
You cannot buy the wind,
You cannot buy the sun,
You cannot buy the rain,
You cannot buy warmth.
You cannot buy the clouds,
You cannot buy colors,
You cannot buy my joy,
You cannot buy my pain.
You cannot buy the wind,
You cannot buy the sun,
You cannot buy the rain,
You cannot buy warmth.
You cannot buy the clouds,
You cannot buy colors
You cannot buy my joy,
You cannot buy my pains.
You cannot buy the sun,
You cannot buy the rain.
Lets go walking! Lets draw out the path! Lets walk!
You cannot buy my life.
My land is not for sale.
I work hard but with pride
Here we share, what's mine is yours.
This town does not drown with the waves,
and if it falls down I rebuild it.
I also dont blink when I look at you,
That way you will remember my last name,
Operation Condor invading my nest.
I forgive but never forget,
hey!
Lets go walking! Here you breathe fight!
Lets walk! I sing because it's listened.
Lets walk! Here we stand.
Latin America!
You cannot buy my life!