Te venero [English translation]

The flower I cut

The flower I cut

And a flower that I cut

That they call thought

Reminded me of the torment

That a woman caused me

So I left for Cuba

I left for Cuba

To try my luck

Without any hope at all

And in Cuba I found

My beloved

Who loved me like no other ever did

Oh, beautiful Cuba, I adore you

Lovely Cuba, I adore you

Because of your incomparable beauty

Because of your incomparable beauty

To me you have seemed so gorgeous

When I talked to you in the dance

You resembled someone else

Even more beautiful and gorgeous

Than the coffee plant

Man is born, and at birth

Man is born, and at birth

Destiny incarcerates him

Because he only is born

To endure continuous pain

A night when the moon

A night when the moon

Did not reflect its most beautiful light

Only a star

Illuminated my fortune

Without any hope at all

I arrived at the tomb

And I placed a dahlia

Where my beloved rested

Where are the cold mortal remains

Of the woman I adored?

Where are the cold mortal remains

Of the woman I adored?

Where are the cold mortal remains

Of the woman I adored?