Cordoba Linda

Dreams and thirst for distances
I was pushed to travel
You have to walk and look to understand
There is no soil like that of Cordoba

Who would like to see beauties
Cordoba will show you
Beautiful Valley, La Falda, the Porá Wildebeest
Asconchinga, Alta Gracia or Saldan

Cordoba, the charming one
Of speaking in a calm and quiet tone
I left dream, and I return singing
Sincere... Meaningful
I sing that in every heartbeat
I give you my heart

There is a very sad pain
What a shame it is to return
And find the land of our childhood
Without the sweet warmth of yesterday

But I return happy
Because I want to sing to you
And say and shout: Cordoban soil!
The further away you are, the more you become loved