Río Paraná

Paraná River:
Your fresh breeze I am breathing
And I sing upon seeing you, maybe by luck
crossing the Brazo Largo bridge
And seeing your green shores,
in a whirlpool getting lost, feeling, I am desiring,
what so many who inhabit your banks feel.
I sang while rowing
in his canoe with a steady rhythm the fisherman
who digs into your belly, seeking luck
like yesterday, tomorrow, or the day before.
Maybe the current will drag
this song that I sing to you from the bridge
when I go to the province of Entre Ríos
in a song I tell you, beloved Paraná River.