Mi Santa Tierra
Los Trovadores de Cuyo
My Holy Land
Land my holy land like an enchanted stream you are
Within my soul that day by day adores you more
Within my soul that day by day adores you more
When the day breaks, oh my land, the Sun is already leaving
The bird sings in the dawns that God provides
The bird sings in the dawns that God provides
The morning breeze travels through the countryside
From the plains to the land, all the beauty of my nation
That is my divine land, Argentina, I am your singer
Your beautiful countrywomen are gallant flowers of good dreams
They are from my land of plain and pure loyalty
They are from my land of plain and pure loyalty
They offer their braids to the wind, a lament is heard
Songs of my land that sweetly hold love and peace
Songs of my land that sweetly hold love and peace
The morning breeze travels through the countryside
From the plains to the land, all the beauty of my nation
That is my divine land, Argentina, I am your singer
