Vuelvo Al Sur

I return to the South,
As one always returns to love,
I return to you,
With my desire, with my fear.
I carry the South,
Like a destiny of the heart,
I am from the South,
Like the airs of the bandoneon.

I dream of the South,
Immense moon, sky upside down,
I seek the South,
The open time, and what comes after.

I love the South,
Its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
Like your body in intimacy.

I love you, South,
South, I love you.

I return to the South,
As one always returns to love,
I return to you,
With my desire, with my fear.

I love the South,
Its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
Like your body in intimacy.
I return to the South,
I carry the South,
I love you, South,
I love you, South...