Puertorriquena!!! Who sleeps in the cradle of life? Whose canopy are those eternal star’s? Radiant queen standing fearless in a land of brave Lords Bearing passion in her soul And fire in the depths of her eyes Who is this sweet smelling flower in this garden of beauty? Puertorriqueña…. Water for parched lips in an arid tierra In a dry and scorched land searching for waters in your clear pristine beauty Where I Long to make my dwelling in the presence of your desires And drink from your fountains which…
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