Alma Llanera
Jorge Negrete
Soul of the Plains
I was born on this shore
From Arauca vibrator
I am a brother of the foam
Of the herons, of the roses
I am a brother of the foam
Of the herons, of the roses
And of the Sun, and of the Sun
The lively diana lulled me
From the breeze in the palm grove
And that's why I have the soul
Like the exquisite dawn
And that's why I have the soul
Like the exquisite dawn
Of glass, of glass
I love, I cry, I sing, I dream
With carnations of passion
With carnations of passion
That my love puts the mane
That my love puts the mane
Of the colt that I ride
I was born on this shore
From Arauca vibrator
I am a brother of the foam
Of the herons, of the roses
And of the Sun, and of the Sun
