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The document is a poetic expression of pride and love for Guatemala, particularly the region of Mazatenango. It celebrates the beauty of the land, its culture, and the joy of dancing, while also conveying a sense of nostalgia and emotional connection to the homeland. The author expresses a desire to sing and share their affection for the vibrant communities and landscapes of Guatemala.
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SHOUT

The document is a poetic expression of pride and love for Guatemala, particularly the region of Mazatenango. It celebrates the beauty of the land, its culture, and the joy of dancing, while also conveying a sense of nostalgia and emotional connection to the homeland. The author expresses a desire to sing and share their affection for the vibrant communities and landscapes of Guatemala.
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ME I AM PURE Beautiful Mazatenango.

GUATEMALAN!
The Scream My tropical land
José Ernesto Monzón land of loves
Music: Everardo De León My tropical land
of blue sky.
I am pure Guatemalan Bathe in the sun
You can see their streets
and I like to dance the son,
with the notes of the Marimba Memories of a love
my heart also dances. Love that I wanted.
Her unmatched nights
When I dance with my María full of stars
a little piece of homeland
even a scream comes out like this...
how cute the little indigenous girls are where I was born.
when I see them dancing the son, Beautiful Mazatenango
with their skirts lifted My beloved land
they are tapping with a soft sound. The pride that I have
If I had been born here
To dance... Beautiful Mazatenango
my little darling, I am strolling around, My unforgettable land
to shout... I feel so blessed
with one hand I take the hat and it to sing to you.
I do it like this.

I'm leaving now...


I'm leaving singing
I am leaving shouting far away from here,
I sing to you...
my beloved Guatemala, where I was born.
Suchitepéquez
I am going to the 'South Coast',
the train is already walking,
upon leaving the station
my heart, with emotion
letter of love.

With my load of hope


I go by the railroad,
upon arriving at Patulul
from the blue sky
the rumor sprouts
of this song:

Suchitepéquez, precious,
fertile and beautiful land,
hot and lush land,
cradle of Santo Domingo.

I will sing to Saint Anthony,


to Chicacao and to the sea...
I will sing to Cuyotenango,
to Tahuesco and Samayac.

Mazatenango, I would like


in your lively station
to see your precious women
like rose buds.

With your avenue so wide


and happy, "The Freedom..."
Mazatenango, I dream
your Carnival fair.

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