Lejanía

How I miss my beautiful savannah nestled in the mountains
Waiting for the time to return to my land
In the valley of Pubenza I have ventured
Distance that saddens me
In my chest a cumbia of nostalgia bloomed
Like a tear that escapes
Cumbia of the soul, cumbia that rises early over Pubenza
Persistently seeking Cauca

Oh, it gives me such sadness, it gives me
It gives me the distance, oh, it gives me
What sadness it gives me, to be so far from my land
Oh, it gives me such sadness, it gives me
It gives me the distance, oh, it gives me
What sadness it gives me, to be so far from my land

My savannah remains waiting for me to return someday
And inside I feel the call of my land
And a love that keeps me awake every night
Taking care of the moment that remains
And in my chest a cumbia of nostalgia bloomed
Like a tear that escapes
Cumbia of the soul, cumbia that rises early over Pubenza
Persistently seeking Cauca

Oh, it gives me such sadness, it gives me
It gives me the distance, oh, it gives me
What sadness it gives me, to be so far from my land
Oh, it gives me such sadness, it gives me
It gives me the distance, oh, it gives me
What sadness it gives me, to be so far from my land