Fair skinned Americano
Spanish, his mother tongue
Light-blue-eyed gringo
Since a babe
Growing wild
On an equatorial mountain
Like his rainforest beloved
Mellow cadenced speech recalls
Softly strummed strings
Of guitars accompanying
Lyrically poetic songs
Sung by sunny breezes
On the rich coast
- La Costa Rica -
- La Costa Rica -
Between two seas
This man ... Este hombre
This man ... Este hombre
Caught - trapped
In between
Starkly different cultures
As a man without a country
Whose Spanglish ideas
Blunt a sense of belonging
In either familiar latitude
Too Latin to be American
Too American to be Latin
He yearns to be home
With no rest for his longing
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