the eral

In a land eral've left my footprints,
That was arms, sweat and tears,
In a land eral've left my footprints,
That was joy, excitement and life,
I planted the effort,
Reaping the laughter, I thought of my land,
To nourish my life, I have spared no effort
In defend you with my thoughts and my word,
But also my arms to work you land.
In a land eral've spent my life,
I planted life in your womb,
You have given me great joy,
Dejare heirs who would say,
In a land eral my joy.
Suffer when I let go,
Because of this life, but that land eral stay,
In my country you vendita.

JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA