Canto a Ñande Reta

I am from Misiones, I am a true creole
And when I play my mbaracá
Its strings vibrate and my soul
To sing to you Ñande Reta
Your traditions shall not be lost
Nor the legends I heard
From old men in the yerba mate plantations
As long as I can rhyme my verses

Even if the time of my wanderings
May take me far from here
Like the beloved that is not forgotten
Seeking loves, I will return to you
I will mingle with the countrymen
And speak with them in Guarani
And before the flourish of an accordion
I will shout
I am from here