San Lorenzo

The sun rises, its rays
Illuminate the historic convent
Behind the walls, deaf noises
Let themselves be heard of horses and steel

They are the troops, that San Martin prepares
To fight in San Lorenzo
And the trumpet, shrill, sounded
At the voice of the great chief, Charge! He ordered

The enemy advances
At a quick pace
(Unfurling in the wind
Their red flag)

And our ranchers
Allies of glory
(Engrave in history
Their best page)

Cabral, heroic soldier
Covered in glory
As a price for victory
He gives his life, becoming immortal

And there he saved his bravery
The emerging freedom
Of the middle continent
Honor, Honor to the great Cabral

Cabral, heroic soldier
Covered in glory
As a price for victory
He gives his life, becoming immortal

And there he saved his bravery
The emerging freedom
Of the middle continent
Honor, Honor to the great Cabral