José Martí was borned in 1853
When he was 17 years old
He was active in the Cuba Liberation Movement
and including 12 years in New York city
He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics
At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba
This is one of his last poems
Because he was killed within the year
in a border uprising
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
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
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
The word means “I am a truthful man
from the land of the palm trees
And before dying
I want to share these poems of my soul
My poems are soft green
My poems are also flaming crimson
My poems are like a wounded fawn
seeking refuge in the forest”
The last verse says “Con los pobres de la tierra”
I want to share my fate
The streams of the mountains
pleases me more than the sea
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 más que el mar
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Once more
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.12]José Martí was borned in 1853
[00:09.35]When he was 17 years old
[00:11.11]He was active in the Cuba Liberation Movement
[00:21.83]and including 12 years in New York city
[00:25.86]He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics
[00:38.69]At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba
[00:43.80]This is one of his last poems
[00:46.79]Because he was killed within the year
[00:50.07]in a border uprising
[00:59.31]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:07.41]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:15.49]Yo soy un hombre sincero
[01:19.73]De donde crece la palma
[01:24.20]Yo soy un hombre sincero
[01:28.39]De donde crece la palma
[01:33.05]Antes de morirme quiero
[01:36.94]Echar mis versos del alma
[01:42.00]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:50.56]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:58.34]Mi verso es de un verde claro
[02:02.87]Y de un carmin encendido
[02:07.00]Mi verso es de un verde claro
[02:11.15]Y de un carmin encendido
[02:15.76]Mi verso es un ciervo herido
[02:21.23]Que busca en el monte amparo
[02:25.87]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[02:34.44]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[02:43.80]The word means “I am a truthful man
[02:47.06]from the land of the palm trees
[02:50.01]And before dying
[02:51.21]I want to share these poems of my soul
[02:54.82]My poems are soft green
[02:58.19]My poems are also flaming crimson
[03:02.64]My poems are like a wounded fawn
[03:06.09]seeking refuge in the forest”
[03:10.18]The last verse says “Con los pobres de la tierra”
[03:18.17]I want to share my fate
[03:20.83]The streams of the mountains
[03:23.95]pleases me more than the sea
[03:28.01]Con los pobres de la tierra
[03:31.72]Quiero yo mi suerte echar
[03:36.18]Con los pobres de la tierra
[03:40.20]Quiero yo mi suerte echar
[03:44.66]El arroyo de la sierra
[03:49.99]Me complace más que el mar
[03:55.07]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:03.72]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:11.78]Once more
[04:12.62]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:21.08]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
José Martí was borned in 1853
When he was 17 years old
He was active in the Cuba Liberation Movement
and including 12 years in New York city
He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics
At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba
This is one of his last poems
Because he was killed within the year
in a border uprising
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
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
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
The word means “I am a truthful man
from the land of the palm trees
And before dying
I want to share these poems of my soul
My poems are soft green
My poems are also flaming crimson
My poems are like a wounded fawn
seeking refuge in the forest”
The last verse says “Con los pobres de la tierra”
I want to share my fate
The streams of the mountains
pleases me more than the sea
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 más que el mar
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Once more
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.12]José Martí was borned in 1853
[00:09.35]When he was 17 years old
[00:11.11]He was active in the Cuba Liberation Movement
[00:21.83]and including 12 years in New York city
[00:25.86]He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics
[00:38.69]At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba
[00:43.80]This is one of his last poems
[00:46.79]Because he was killed within the year
[00:50.07]in a border uprising
[00:59.31]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:07.41]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:15.49]Yo soy un hombre sincero
[01:19.73]De donde crece la palma
[01:24.20]Yo soy un hombre sincero
[01:28.39]De donde crece la palma
[01:33.05]Antes de morirme quiero
[01:36.94]Echar mis versos del alma
[01:42.00]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:50.56]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[01:58.34]Mi verso es de un verde claro
[02:02.87]Y de un carmin encendido
[02:07.00]Mi verso es de un verde claro
[02:11.15]Y de un carmin encendido
[02:15.76]Mi verso es un ciervo herido
[02:21.23]Que busca en el monte amparo
[02:25.87]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[02:34.44]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[02:43.80]The word means “I am a truthful man
[02:47.06]from the land of the palm trees
[02:50.01]And before dying
[02:51.21]I want to share these poems of my soul
[02:54.82]My poems are soft green
[02:58.19]My poems are also flaming crimson
[03:02.64]My poems are like a wounded fawn
[03:06.09]seeking refuge in the forest”
[03:10.18]The last verse says “Con los pobres de la tierra”
[03:18.17]I want to share my fate
[03:20.83]The streams of the mountains
[03:23.95]pleases me more than the sea
[03:28.01]Con los pobres de la tierra
[03:31.72]Quiero yo mi suerte echar
[03:36.18]Con los pobres de la tierra
[03:40.20]Quiero yo mi suerte echar
[03:44.66]El arroyo de la sierra
[03:49.99]Me complace más que el mar
[03:55.07]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:03.72]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:11.78]Once more
[04:12.62]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
[04:21.08]Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
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