America

Puerto Rico, you lovely island
Island of tropical breezes
Always the pineapples growing
Always the coffee blossoms blowing

Puerto Rico, you ugly island
Island of tropic diseases
Always the hurricanes blowing
Always the population growing

Si, Anita...

And the money always...

Si, Anita...

And the babies crying...

Si, Anita...

And the bullets flying...

Si, Anita...

I like the island Manhattan
Smoke on your pipe and report the famine

I like to be in America
Okay by me in America
Everything free in America
For a small fee in America

I like the city of San Juan

I know a boat you can get on

Hundreds of flowers in full bloom

Hundreds of people in each room

Automobile in America
Chromium steel in America
Wire for quail in America
Very big deal in America

I'll drive a Buick through San Juan

If there's a road you can drive on

I'll give my cousins a free ride

How you get all of them inside?

Immigrant goes to America
Many hellos in America
Nobody knows in America
Puerto Ricos in America

And America!

I'll bring a TV to San Juan

If there's a current to turn on

I'll get them new washing machine

What have they got there to keep clean?

I like the shores of America
Cob board is yours in America
Knobs on the doors in America
Wall to wall clothes in America

And America!

When I will go back to San Juan

When you will shut up and get gone

Everyone there will give big cheer

Everyone there would have moved here

Everyone!