Virgen de Las Nieves
Edgardo Lanfré
Virgin of the Snows
Little virgin of the snows
Mother of Nahuel Huapi
Lady of the mountains
The love that lives in you
Is the guiding light for your children
It's prayer and feeling
Of the mountain people
Who evoke you in their lives
The streams sing for you
And the Amancay bloomed
The wind in the waves
Prays a prayer for you
For you, the snows roar
The immense Thunderer
And the condor soars in a cross
Through the sky towards the Sun
Eyes like the Michay
Your skin the color of Arrayán
Long braids, wrapped up
And that peace in your gaze
I've dreamt of you among the ranches
With mate in hand, bustling around
Bringing comfort to your children
Little virgin of peace
Bless the rough hands
Of some old shearer
Who comes from the plateau
To offer his devotion
Bless the weaver
Who in her loom felt
The warmth that in your arms
Cradled your child
Miracle-working mother
I arrived at your grotto
My countrymen exhausted
From so much pilgrimage
From Maquinchao and Comallo
From El Bolsón and beyond
At the foot of the mountain range
That shelters your altar
