Virgen de La Serranía (part. Carlos Dante y Julio Martel)

Virgin of the highlands

Listen to the plea of the poor highlander
Who is dying of love

My dear Virgin
You know my pain
You know the anguish
That makes me cry
Extinguish the torment
Of my good soul
Because I can't forget
My highland girl

I am a highlander
Who, going through hard times
Left that little town
That saw me born
And I came surrendered
Beating my wings
Hoping to find
My sweet love

Yesterday I found out
My dear Virgin
That they saw her here
And praying for me
She offered a prayer

That's why I have come
To seek your comfort
And for God from up there
To hear the fervent plea
Of one dying of love

Good Virgin
Of the highlands
Who every night
Saw me pray
Listen to my pleas
My longing, my Virgin
It's sad, very sad
The pain of loving
Tell her to stop
Ignoring me
Not to make me die
From so much pain
That for her affection
I reached Buenos Aires
And as I leave, I wish
To take her love with me