La Litoraleña

Dear lush green
humble town of the coast!
Your sleepy little shacks,
I know one day they will wake up...

Light blue handkerchief
that Pancho Díaz used to wear,
hanging around his neck
along the shores of the Paraná.

Little boat passing by
towards the city.
upstream one day
after hope
you'll be taken away!

Sleepy mornings
ports of absence make you cry!
Tears of bitterness
that the new time will know how to erase...

Solitary Paraná
green coastal knives...
One day they will sprout
and Pancho Díaz will return!