Tupasy Caacupe

Oh goddess, my Mother, the Virgin of Caacupe
Understand my heart because you’re also my mother
You carry your child who died on the cross
People sing to you, calling out to Mother

Mother, I remember you with all my heart
On Monday morning, my child wakes up
I’m so proud, I hold my head high
And in my heart, I say: Let’s go, Mom

The trumpet sounds loud in this Paraguayan land
I didn’t see your promise, but I’ll keep it for you
Because from my home, my boy rises up
He presents himself, serves, and defends his country

I’m filled with joy from my valley, I lift my head high
And my mother, I’m close to you: I’m here for you
I want you to bless me because I’m also your child
I have my boy from the Chaco still

I won’t forget, my Bolivian brother
You’re my brother, you’re part of my life
Your greetings are welcome, even if you’re a kid
Let’s take care of each other, so we don’t forget

From the depths of my soul, I write to you at last
It’s going well, and the letter brings me peace
Just a little bit of joy, it fills my heart
But I can only sing to you, Mother.