And you increased;
And your stars now count forty and eight.
I love you because of what you did in the middle of the nineteenth century,—
You liberated some millions of dark-colored people living among you;
You emancipated them.
I love you because you gave your blood for the Cubans.
You fought for them, but took no soil.
You made them free.
The Filipinos will be free also.
I love [you] because you are a nation of givers.