AMERICA
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My friends, I must go away 
I do not have more that to throw my keys
Because it waits me since I was born 
America 

    I give up to my path 
    Many things which I liked 
    That begins with a little sorrow
    America 

REFRAIN:America, America, I want to have it and I will have it 
	America, America, if it is a dream, I will know it 
	All the whistles of the trains, 
	all the sirens of the boats
        Sang me hundred times the song of Eldorado 
	Of America

My friends, I tell you good-bye 
I should cry for you a little 
Excuse me if I have in my eyes 
Only America 

    I will return I do not know when 
    Bent with gold and embroidered with money 
    Or without a penny, but richer than before 
    America 

REFRAIN.

    America, America, if it is a dream, I will dream 
    America, America, if it is a dream, I want to dream