Guantanamera
CUBALA Lyrics


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Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma

Chorus:
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera

Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo

Chorus

I am a truthful man from this land of palm trees
Before dying I want to share these poems of my soul
My verses are light green
But they are also flaming red

(the next verse says,)
I cultivate a rose in June and in January
For the sincere friend who gives me his hand
And for the cruel one who would tear out this
heart with which I live
I do not cultivate thistles nor nettles
I cultivate a white rose

Cultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Qultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca

Chorus

Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
Cultivo la rosa blanca

Chorus

Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar




El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace mas que el mar

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to CUBALA's song Guantanamera are a tribute to the singer's homeland of Cuba, and express his desire to share his soul through his poetry. The song includes a chorus that invites the listener to join in, as well as several verses that reflect the singer's love of nature, his heartfelt emotions, and his compassion for people in need.


The first two lines of the first verse are repeated to emphasize the sincerity of the singer's message. He identifies himself as a man from Cuba, where palm trees grow abundantly. He expresses his desire to share the verses of his soul before he dies, suggesting that his poems are a reflection of his essence and will remain as a legacy after he is gone.


The second verse describes the singer's verses as being both light and fiery in color, symbolizing different emotions. His poems express the pain of a wounded deer seeking shelter in the mountains. Despite the pain, the singer finds beauty in nature that inspires him to create his art.


The third verse speaks of the singer's love for all people, regardless of whether they are his friends or not. He cultivates a white rose as a symbol of this love, which he offers to both his sincere friends and to those who may hurt him. The verse suggests that the singer is a peace-loving person, who aims to spread love and beauty rather than hate.


The last verse expresses the singer's desire to be with the poor people of the land, as their simple lifestyle and the beauty of the mountains and rivers give him more pleasure than the vastness of the sea. This verse reflects the singer's humble nature and his empathy towards the poor.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo soy un hombre sincero
I'm an honest man


De donde crecen las palmas
From the land of palm trees


Y antes de morirme quiero
Before I die, I want


Echar mis versos del alma
To share the poems of my soul


Chorus:
Chorus


Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera


Guajira Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera


Mi verso es de un verde claro
My verses are light green


Y de un carmin encendido
But they are also flaming red


Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Like a wounded deer


Que busca en el monte amparo
Searching for shelter in the woods


Chorus
Chorus


Cultivo la rosa blanca
I cultivate a white rose


En junio como en enero
In June and in January


Qultivo la rosa blanca
I cultivate a white rose


Para el amigo sincero
For a sincere friend


Que me da su mano franca
Who gives me a helping hand


Chorus
Chorus


Y para el cruel que me arranca
And for the cruel one


El corazon con que vivo
Who tears out the heart with which I live


Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
I don't care for thistles or nettles


Cultivo la rosa blanca
I cultivate a white rose


Chorus
Chorus


Con los pobres de la tierra
With the poor people of this earth


Quiero yo mi suerte echar
I want to share my fate


El arroyo de la sierra
I prefer the mountain stream


Me complace mas que el mar
Than the sea




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: JOSE DIAZ, JOSEITO FERNANDEZ DIAZ

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@alicialund1616

This song makes me happy!

@GuillermoBeneditoAlbentosa

Los dos hacen y demuestran que cantan de forma cristalina. He disfrutado escuchandolos. Tienen futúro. Y presente y seguro que el pasado a sido siguiloso pero llena de sabiduria.

@user-ul6gw3ds7n

Thank you So Much

@josenoeperez4653

LA MEJOR MÚSICA DEL MUNDO ES LA MÚSICA CUBANA VIVA MI TIERRITA VIVA MI CUBA BELLA AÑORO ESTAR EN MI SANTIAGO DE CUBA

@mj.givellorey4918

... Y YO EN MI COMPOSTELA (ESPANA) NATAL ! ;-)

@douglasperalta9591

Saludos cuba de un nicaragüense

@neguylesang66

Love from CONGO🇨🇩🇨🇩❤❤

@andreasilvaalbuquerque8514

Sou Brasileira e sonho em conhecer Cuba 🇨🇺 e suas músicas lindas ❣️

@UnNombreExpectacular

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