Ojala que lleuva café—May it rain coffee in the countryside

By Juan Luis Guerra, Dominican poet

Ojala que llueva café en el campo
Que caiga un aquacero de yucca y te
Del cielo una jarina de queso blanco. . .

May it rain coffee in the countryside.
Let a downpour of cassava and tea fall.
From the skies a drizzle of white cheese,
And to the south a mountain of watercress and honey.

May it rain coffee in the countryside.
Comb a tall hill with grain and yams.
Go down the slope of fluffy rice,
And keep ploughing with your love.

In the autumn, instead of dry leaves,
May my harvest be dressed in pitisale.
Plant a field of sweet potatoes and strawberries
May it rain coffee.

May it rain coffee in the countryside,
That down on the farm, there is not so much suffering.
May it rain coffee in the countrysides,
So that in Villa Vazquez they head this song.
May it rain coffee in the countryside,
So that all the children sing.
May it rain coffee in the countryside,
So that in La Romana they hear this song.
May it rain coffee.