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I am From


            

Yo soy de la playa

From the blue sky

To the vibrant water

The sandy shore

To the shells on the floor

The sun kissed surfers riding the waves

To the seagulls soaring in the sky

Yo soy de la playa


Yo soy de la casa de mi Nana

The house of a million tales

A house with a joyous past

The birthdays, the baby showers, the carne asadas

All emotions have passed through that house

To a stranger it’s a just a lonely house on a hill

To me it’s my childhood, my memories good and bad

Yo soy de la casa de mi Nana


Yo soy de la música

It's in my nature

My favorite expressive form

The beautiful melodies of the cello

To the intense beat of of the drum

You can analyze it, you can dance to it

Yo soy de la música


Yo soy del patio de mi Abuelo

The sound of tropical animals

The smell of freshly made arepas

The hammock swings by the gentle breeze

The jokes exchanged at the domino table

My Abuelo’s toothless laugh

The sense of happiness

The making of memories

Yo soy del patio de mi Abuelo

 

 
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