Country of diversity, of people filled with joy
and simples joys that deserve to anchor in,
to muggy pasts,
like the water of your rivers and the mud of your lands;
Colorful cities, that bring to the soul
a summer, and to each cry, the rain,
to hide in its jungle- infinite wisdom of your races and minorities-
you truly are made of
sabrosura.
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