Ibagué Tierra Bendita
Dueto Tierra Viva
Ibagué Blessed Land
In the air of a guabina
Today my voice wants to sing to you
On a stretched mountain
A thousand verses inspire me, musical city
Your streets embroidered with flowers
Are the setting for a tiple singer
A duet with its serenade
Intoxicates me and captivates me in your nights of love
Ibagué, Lady of the sunset
When your breeze runs through my skin, your ocobos perfume
Your spring sun is a haven in my race
I have everything in you
Ibagué, my dream at every dawn
When I say your name, unintentionally my heart races
It's you, song and embrace, everything is calm in your lap
You are my blessed land!
The breeze that brings the snowy peak
Gives freshness to the heart
Of a town that loves its own
And feels the pride of our folklore
Radiance of culture, murmur of history
Art and glory, that's you
Ibagué
Blessed land
