Alma Llanera

I was born on this bank
Of the vibrating Arauca.
I am brother of the foam,
Of the herons, of the roses.
I am brother of the foam,
Of the herons, of the roses
And of the sun and the sun.

I was lulled by the lively reveille
Of the breeze in the palm grove.
And that's why I have the soul,
Like the exquisite soul.
And that's why I have the soul,
Like the exquisite soul,
Of crystal, of crystal.

I love, I cry, I sing, I dream,
With carnations of passion,
With carnations of passion.
To adorn the blond manes,
Of the horse of my beloved.
I was born on this bank
Of the vibrating Arauca.
I am brother of the foam,
Of the herons, of the roses
And of the sun.