Indians of a fierce race
And warlike passions, were
Encountered by the discoverers,
There in my lost land.
Women of bronze complexion,
Of the Borinquen tribes,
With their encouraging gaze, that
For the white man she displayed.
Resulting in their crossing:
The Puerto Rican race.

The sons of the Iberic lands,
Upon arriving at my shores,
Conquered the love
of the graceful Indian maid.
In the brook and the shore,
In the valley and the hill,
To the white man who was her ruin,
She gave her enchantment and charm.
And from both was born the mestizo
Of Latin lineage.

Responding to his destiny,
The Indian brave succumbed;
Then the Ladino Spaniard
Brought the black slave;
He was treacherous with the black woman
And against divine law
Made her his concubine
Within his household.
So then was born the brown-skinned man
Within him a mixture of fine blood.

Between Africa, where the sun scorches
And Siberia, with its frozen lava,
Amongst opulence and misery
My race was established.
Where it is not rare to see married
A white man and a brown-skinned woman
Or, a northern blonde
with a dark prestigious man,
Because that is rightly the vestige
Of the Puerto Rican race.