Hundreds of Stories-Lin-Manuel Miranda/Olga Merediz

Abuela Are you OK Paciencia y fe Paciencia y fe Let me see it again We kept it safe So we survived the night what happens today A third for you Uh huh uh huh Uh huh uh huh A third for me No pare Sigue sigue The rest for Sonny And with our share of the money And with our share of the money Dream of the seaside air See me beside you there Think of the hundreds of stories we will share You and I Ayy Now you sell your store Open a bar by the shore I've told you hundreds of stories About home Make some more More Yo I know just where to go There's a little beach named Playa Rincón With no road you need a rowboat or motorbike To reach this beach it's just a stone's throw From home My folks' home Before I was born Before they passed on And left me on my own in New York with the grocery store They would talk about home I listened closely for The way they whispered to each other 'Bout the warmer winter weather Inseparable they even got sick together They never got better passed away that December And left me with these memories like dyin' embers From a dream I can't remember Ever since then it's like Another day deeper in debt with different dilemmas The bodega's a mess I'll be seeing less of Vanessa Abuela I don't know how I can keep it together Remember the story of your name It was engraved on a passing ship on the day your family came Your father said "Usnavi That's what we'll name the baby" It really said "U S Navy" but hey I worked with what they gave me okay They'd be so proud of you today Then by the end of July Uh huh uh huh Uh huh uh huh Out where the sea meets the sky No pare Sigue sigue Think of the hundreds of stories We'll create You and I Ay We'll find your island I'll find my island sky Ay find your island But whatever we do it's You and I