I was born with the silver moon
And I was born with a pirate's soul
Born rumbero and from Veracruz
Troubadour of the edge
and I left away from Veracruz...
Veracruz,
corner where they make their nest
the waves of the sea.
Veracruz,
a little piece of homeland
that knows how to suffer and sing
Veracruz,
it's nights are full of stars
palm and woman.
Veracruz,
vibrates in my being...
Someday at your distant shores
I shall return
(twice)