Ay Mi Llanura
Arnulfo Briceño
Oh My Plains
The plainsman sings as he swallows the road
Like a majestic centaur
He meets the goldfinch
Oh, my plains
Green enchantment where the blue of the sky
Merges with your land
In the immense distance
At dawn
The Sun kisses you and from the stream to the morichal
The herons cleave the air
Whispering in the palm trees
A song of freedom
Oh, my plains
Green enchantment where the blue of the sky
Merges with your land
In the immense distance
At dawn
The Sun kisses you and from the stream to the morichal
The herons cleave the air
Whispering in the palm trees
A song of freedom
Oh, my plains
Fine emerald is your crystal clear sky
To your beauty
The plainsman sings as he swallows the road
Like a majestic centaur
He meets the goldfinch
Oh, my plains
Thousands of stars watch over your silent nights
Like shining brooches
In a mantle of smoothness
You are silent
Tender lovers confess their love to you
One hears extravagance of verses
And among burning passions
The dew kisses the flowers
Oh, my plains
Thousands of stars watch over your silent nights
Like shining brooches
In a mantle of smoothness
You are silent
Tender lovers confess their love to you
One hears extravagance of verses
And among burning passions
The dew kisses the flowers
Oh, my plains
The whole country boasts of your nobility
With your braveries
You warmed the souls of those who gave everything
To see her victorious
Worthy, great and sovereign
Great and sovereign
