Vuelvo Al Sur

Back to the South,
like always returning to love,
back to you,
with my desire, with my fear.

I carry the South,
like a destination of the heart,
I am from the South,
like the airs of the bandoneon.

I dream of the South,
immense moon, sky upside down,
I search for the South,
the open time, and its aftermath.

I love the South,
its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
like your body in intimacy.

I love you, South,
South, I love you.

Back to the South,
like always returning to love,
back to you,
with my desire, with my fear.

I love the South,
its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
like your body in intimacy.
Back to the South,
I carry the South,
I love you, South,
I love you, South...