[Verse 1]
I am a truthful man
From where the palms grow
I am a truthful man
From where the palms grow
Before I die, I want to
Share the verses of my soul
[Chorus]
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
[Verse 2]
I grow a white rose
In June just like in January
I grow a very white little rose
In June just like in January
For the honest friend
Who gives me his frank hand
[Chorus]
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
[Verse 3]
My song is a clear green
And of a burning carmine
My song is a clear green
And of a burning carmine
My song is a wounded deer
That looks for protection in the hills
[Chorus]
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo
Girl from Guantánamo, peasant girl from Guantánamo