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The voice of love flourished in the tree the river placed music in the hope,
The bird was to sing and the flower from lapacho, that it adorned,
the febrile shield that burned in the sky, to sun tanned the skin to elevate it.
Formosa you get curve on the North side of the homeland
with blood of quebrachos and skin of cotton fields,
and scent, Formosa, your smile, the lips of azahar and jasmine mango
and in potential augury towards thy children future of hope at work,
The voice of love flourished in the tree the river placed music in the hope,
bringing to your silent land the seed that the man be entrusted.
The bird was to sing and the flower from lapacho, that it adorned,
the febrile shield that burned in the sky, to sun tanned the skin to elevate it.