Mi Retorno

I have returned to my homeland, because I can no longer
Resist the absence of my mborayjhu,
Who yesterday cradled me with all tenderness
Giving me the flowers of its cunu'ü.

Upon arriving at the port, I wanted to embrace her
Kiss her and tell her: I have returned, mom.
But everything was in vain because Ñandeyára
Ajhechave'ere, chupé oguerajha.

Today only our customs console me
That in all my travels I miss,
The beautiful burrera, the lovely alojera,
And the chiperita na imboyoyajhái.

I spent many years without seeing the farmer
With his unmatched piri hat,
And the peasant women with fairy hands
Weaving ñandutí under the arbor.

I visited very large and luxurious cities,
Paris, London, and Rome are nothing compared;
But they do not compare to my flowery Asunción
And may destiny wish, may it be so.

And here among your hills, your mountains, your rivers,
Your green meadows full of amambay;
I want death to surprise me one day
Singing guaranias to my Paraguay