Alma Llanera

I was born on this shore
Of the vibrant Arauca
I’m a brother to the foam
To the herons, to the roses

I’m a brother to the foam
To the herons, to the roses
And to the Sun, and to the Sun

I was rocked by the lively dawn
Of the breeze in the palm trees
And that’s why my soul’s
Like the beautiful morning light

And that’s why my soul’s
Like the beautiful morning light
Of crystal, of crystal

I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
With passion’s carnations
With passion’s carnations

To adorn the golden manes
To adorn the golden manes
Of the stallion of her lover

I was born on this shore
Of the vibrant Arauca
I’m a brother to the foam
To the herons, to the roses
And to the Sun, and to the Sun