Alma Llanera Translated

7169091510_ba6fd5156c_q_araucaRanger's Soul

I was born next to this bank

Of the Arauca that vibrates

I am brother to its foam

To the herons, to the roses

And to the sun, to the sun

It lulled me the sound

Of clarinets in the breeze

Next to the palms

That’s why my soul is

Is so gracious, is so gracious

As a crystal, crystal like

I love, cry, sing and dream

Of the colt that I do love

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