Rincon de Lopez (Triunfo)

Where the Salado dies, López's corner
I name it, López's corner
Echoes of the plains, shout and gallop
Listen, shout and gallop

There’s Don Clemente, López Osorio
I name him, López Osorio
Fighting with his gauchos, shoulder to shoulder
Listen, shoulder to shoulder

The saber and the tacuara, not just for show
At López Osorio's place
The Indian is like the wind, when he charges
Damn, when he charges

And the gaucho wears bravado as armor
Damn right, he wears bravado
That corner is a barrier for the Indian
Damn, it’s a barrier

You won’t hear a whimper, fight and stay quiet
Damn right, fight and stay quiet
Come closer, horsemen, step over the line
Damn, step over the line