Canción Para Tierra Del Fuego

Walking south, I arrived in Tierra del Fuego
I entered through San Sebastián; border and beautiful town
School, gas station, fields full of oil

The wind of the region took me to Río Grande
The capital of trout, and a thriving industry
People from all provinces, who came to stay

I continue on route three, along the Atlantic
Cows, guanacos, sheep, are the landscape and the wind
A while on the road, Puente Justicia awaits me

This is the story I carry, from Tierra del Fuego
What divine geography, it's Argentine geography
You are the southernmost land
Tierra del Fuego and islands of the southern Atlantic

I soon arrive in Tolhuin, the heart of the island
Forests of lenga and peat bogs, Fagnano and Laguna Negra
Once you enter to know it, you can't forget it

A great condor invites me, to cross very high, the mountain range
Majestic playing with the clouds, it's Paso Garibaldi
How beautiful Lago Escondido, I look at it almost from the sky

I see from above, cruises in its bay
Lots of snow and Lapataia, I'm arriving in Ushuaia
The southernmost city in the world, tourists all year round