I am from the land of green valleys

from the soil and the sea

I am from the coast of a great ocean

and mountains caressed by a soft breeze.

I’m from the courageous descendants of Bolivar

                                                 and the brave descendants of the Incas

The oppression and the slavery of the Spaniards

I’m from the battles, its victories and its defeats

I’m from the place where dreams are worthwhile.

 Guayasamin’s homeland

I’m from Jaramillo’s greatest songs and poems

 the heart of their native soil.

I’m from tropical and folk rhythms

 la marimba and el pasillo

danced and heard in traditional festivals

I’m from the colorful suits remembering my ancestors

Mis raices “ my roots” , mi sangre “my blood”

The Spaniards,  The Indians

I am from the fine aroma and species

the land of cacao,  and coffee

The struggle of the weakest and the power of the rich

I am from the needy and the opulent

I am from the brave and just, the unjust and the fear. 

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