A Cuban Cry
Soon but surely my people
We will become equal!
This is not the time to say fair well
But to join hand and hand in a moment of despair
And show our alliance with the Americans
For the Spanish do not know what they proclaim
Yes, again and again
We own our weaknesses;
Down falls, numbers in men, and firearms
Yet, we stand with our strengths;
Pride and unity
Being locked down for so long
Of lacking food and water
Loved ones and Friends countless slaughtered
No matter we will not be feared by the Spanish
There is no choice to give way our cry!
As we salute the Americans
Bombs come from cannons flow
Screams turn into shouts
Knifes and blades are arouse
Spain does not have enough clout
American Soldiers stump through the vines
To our native island giving their commands
We Cubans complete every demand