Alma Llanera

I was born on that vibrant dance shore
I'm a brother of the foam
Of the herons and the roses
I'm a brother of the foam
Of the herons, the roses
And the sun, and the sun

I was lulled by the Indian life of the breeze in the palm grove
And that's why I have a soul like the exquisite soul
And that's why I have a soul like the exquisite soul
Of the crystal, the crystal

I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
With passion carnations
With passion carnations
I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
To adorn the blonde manes
Of my lover's colt

I was born on that vibrant dance shore
I'm a brother of the foam
Of the herons, the roses
And the sun

I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
With passion carnations
With passion carnations
To adorn the blonde manes
Of my lover's colt

I was born on that vibrant dance shore
I'm a brother of the foam
Of the herons, the roses
And the sun