El indio sinuao en inglés

Ver Letra OriginalEl indio sinuao I am pure of Indian sinú I 'm Indian flat , and tiny cholo this land is my land the sky is my sky. Ami came home one day the Spanish Forum and my father appropriated and the grave of my grandfather as guaca explored ( Bis ) And my land away from my hands I was stripped to my brothers sheltered from the winds relegated to the swamps ( Bis ) And my name forever destroyed their names were baptized my people the chimazo by Rodrigues the Arache , by sanchez ( Bis ) Many things that whites think of them are the result of the race and my grandparents as the bun, the hicotea iguana egg , and hat ( Bis ) And my story told backwards few things left me to serve and only one left of my race I used to tease me . Indian long hair cholo large dining stifle crab pickers mat maker with its flat nose his cheekbones sticking out with its medium size meter and sprained ankles Hey white warn you if Mr. yes sir my race again as the sun to color the cheeks painted pa to instill fear and trembling you why? because this land is my land because the sky is my heaven ( Bis )