Ruben Blades - Patria = Motherland

This one song makes me cry every time. It's on of my favorites song ever written. Ruben Blades is to my opinion the best Salsa singer of his time and he is from my country; Panama. He said everything I think about when I think of home. I no longer live there, but my heart will always be from there. Panama, my homeland. I will forever take you in my soul. The amount of lyrics and wisdom in your music, made my heart grown and my soul is brighter because you are Free. - Tiana Luz

Some time ago a child asked me

For the meaning of the word "Motherland"
He surprised me with this question

And with my soul in my throat

I told him this

A neighborhood flower, little brother

Motherland is no many beautiful things

Like that old tree which the poem speaks about

Like the love you still cherish after grandma has died

Motherland is so many beautiful things

They are the walls of your neighborhood

With the their brown hope

Is carried in the souls of all who leave

It's the martyr's who cry: Flag, Flag, Flag, Flag

Don't memorize lessons of dictatorship or imprisonment

Motherland is not define by those who enslave a country

Motherland is a feeling in an old man's gaze

Sun of eternal springs

The laughter of a new little sister

I Tell you little brother

Motherland is so many beautiful things