Mi Patrona y Generala

Virgin of Carmen de Cuyo
My boss lady and general
Who are a relic and pride
Of my valleys and mountains

The chiriguanos, the goldfinches
The thrushes and larks
The cardinal, yellow finch
They sing to you in your mornings

They all sing to you, they sing to you
The gaucho mothers adore you
Because you are the little boss lady
Of that saint of the sword

Virgin of Carmen de Cuyo
My boss lady and general

Little Virgin of Cuyo
My general, my general
Under your protection, little saint
My homeland was made, my homeland was made

Under your protection, little saint
My homeland was made, my General

Flag of the Andes, that was embroidered, that was embroidered
By women from Buenos Aires, Chile, and from Cuyo, and from Cuyo
By women from Buenos Aires, Chile, and from Cuyo, my general

Make way for the cueca, The cry of my mountains
Don't block the path, it's a Cuyo expression
Don't block the path, it's singing to the homeland

Three flags adorn you
My general, my general
The Argentine, Chilean
And the Peruvian, and the Peruvian
The Argentine, Chilean
And the Peruvian, my general

Reclined at your feet
My general, my general
I sing to the glory
Of the Americas, of the Americas
I sing to the glory
Of the Americas, my general

Make way for the cueca
The cry of my mountains
Don't block the path
It's a Cuyo expression
Don't block the path
It's singing to the homeland