Girl from Bayamo

In her soul, the Bayamo woman carries

Sad memories of old traditions

When she looks at her green pastures

Tears well up in her eyes

She is simple, she offers mankind

All virtues and her heart

But if she hears her homeland's cry

She drops everything, she burns everything

That is her life, her religion

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