San Vicente [English translation]

American heart

I woke up from a strange dream

With a taste of glass and cut

With a taste of chocolate

In the bodies and in the city

A taste of life and death

American heart

With a taste of glass and cut

In big waiting row

My black body forgot

That he was in Saint Vincent

The city and it´s lights

He was in Saint Vincent

The women and the men

American heart

With a taste of glass and cut

The hours were countless

And what was dark became night

While we were waiting

I was in Saint Vincent

While it was happening

I was in Saint Vincent

American heart