Aconcagua

```Ouch! In my Cuyana land every morning when the Sun rises
It illuminates with its rays its hills; its valleys and the blooming apple tree
The whiteness of its snows the great Aconcagua gives it its radiance
To serve as a majestic mantle and noble deed the redeemer
Uniting two nations Chile and Argentina with its blessing

My beautiful Mendoza has a thousand beautiful things that I will not forget
Its rivers; its olive groves; immense vineyards and the green willow grove

But nature and the hand of man gave all this
Forged in stone and bronze defying the sky with great splendor
There is the hill of glory and the white Aconcagua that approaches God

And among the snow and the sky you can see the colors of my flag```