Alma Llanera

I
I was born on the banks of the vibrant Arauca
I am brother of the foam
Of the herons of the roses
I am brother of the foam
Of the herons of the roses
And of the Sun and of the Sun

I was lulled by the lively reveille of the breeze in the palm grove
And that's why I have the soul
Like the exquisite soul
And that's why I have the soul
Like the exquisite soul
Of crystal of crystal

I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
With carnations of passion
With carnations of passion
I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
To unite the blonde manes
To the horse of my lover
I was born on a bank
Of the vibrant Arauca
I am brother of the foam
Of the herons of the roses and of the Sun