Flor de Guaymallen
Los Trovadores de Cuyo
Guaymallen Flower
You are the elegant flower of the meadow
Beautiful and lush, my sweet love
You are the beautiful country girl
The most precious of Guaymallén
You are the saint, the good virgin
You calm my sorrows with your song
I am the sad one, I am the lament
That gives the wind its bitterness
On those clear moonlit nights
When the white carnation perfumes
I see you, beautiful Cuyana
I call you the goddess of Guaymallén
I want a Cuyana with black eyes
To keep these memories
And do not forget that the one who adores you
Moans and begs for your sweet love
You are the elegant flower of the meadow
Beautiful and lush, my sweet love
You are the beautiful country girl
The most precious of Guaymallén
On those clear moonlit nights
When the white carnation perfumes
I see you, beautiful Cuyana
I call you the goddess of Guaymallén
