Camino de San Fernando

Walking is for travelers and love is a traveler
In the singer's voice and in the gloss of a troubadour
It takes on the most sincere nuance when they say it singing
And I repeat it glossing with airs of our land
That holds so much beauty
"San Fernando Roads"

"Ru compadre"
San Fernando roads, joys of my songs
Calm of the high Apure with routes to other places
Embracing Mantecal, Elorza, and Palmarito
El Amparo and its tributaries
La Trinidad de Orichuna, Guasdualito, and Yagual
Combing through its grasslands

From Saman to Mucurita, my heart declares itself
Romancing a verse with the airs of a morning
Where my eyes get lost looking for the lost path
Of my verse in the savannah
A trail of joy leaves the lost song
That is coming out of the soul

Corners of my memories, distance of my songs
Piece of remoteness from where I left one afternoon
To speak of your beauties and sing to my roads
Your endless verses
San Fernando roads that I carry in my heart
That I sing with my soul

Tomorrow when I die, your plains will dress
With the cloak of memory of a son of flat land
The nightjar will cry, the birds of the mountain
And also the white heron
Looking on the horizon for the breeze for solace
From San Fernando in Arauca