Alma Llanera

I (I) (I)

I was born on the banks of the vibrant Arauca
I'm a brother to the foam
Of the herons, of the roses
I'm a brother to the foam
Of the herons, of the roses
And the sun (the sun) and the sun

I was lulled by the lively reveille 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 glass, of glass

Chorus

I love, I laugh, I sing, I dream
With carnations of passion
With carnations of passion
To unite the blonde manes
To unite the blonde manes
Of the colt I ride

I was born on the banks
Of the vibrant Arauca
I'm a brother to the foam
Of the herons, of the roses, and the sun.