El Corazón Del Valle

I can't hide the sorrow and today I bring it here
Because my soul is wounded and I can't take it anymore
I've come to bring the complaint
Because a vallenato can die
The hope that remains to me
For her to love me, I came to ask them

I came to ask for the favor, that they lend me, that they lend me
The most sensitive thing the region has
Like the Cerro de Murillo and its folklore
Which is the heart of the Valley
So that this woman gives me her heart
The greatest thing I can offer her
Is the heart of the Valley

I portray her as she will rejoice
About that boy at the patron saint festival
That I even sense is already on his way
As long as he comes, my verses will speak to her

That river of love will grow
That runs through my veins
Butterflies that inspire passion
Fly through the malena
They lent me all that, my dear
They lent me all that, my dear
And the verses of love, love
From party people
They lent me all that, my dear
They lent me all that, my dear

Under the sky, a lonely seagull goes
And trying to remember you, you are already in me
I know every river twists
To find the course of a better walk
And people do the same
Always seeking happiness

I know I will return here
To give back, to give back
That heart as big as the sea
Because I can't let you down
To the Valley what belongs to the Valley
And my girlfriend even got upset
Although with pain I come to return
To the Valley what belongs to the Valley

From that summer that destroyed the orchard
For a bad time will come a better time
Why read yesterday's newspaper
If good news was brought by today's Sun

Sunsets full of love
That know no sorrows
Old stories how beautiful they are
Of the old Loperena
They lent me all that, my dear
They lent me all that, my dear
And why play that accordion
The Moon of San Juan
They lent me all that, my dear
They lent me all that, my dear