Huascarán

Ancash!, rightfully called the Peruvian Switzerland
Receive the warm greetings from my department
And in this song, my hug and admiration go to you

Little light of dawn
Above Huandoy, I saw you shine
White hail, I saw you cry
White dawn, a woman's tears

Ayayayay, light of Huascarán!
Little light of dawn
Carasina, I go with you
My lost hopes are not

Beautiful Huandoy, in your high snowy peaks
Where only the condor flies
Rays and thunders unfold in the rigor of the storm
The Indian moans, cries on his knees at your feet
While the Huascarán of the Ancashian
Reaches its strength more and more, proudly honoring Peru

Little light of dawn
Above Huandoy, I saw you shine
White hail, I saw you cry
White dawn, a woman's tears

Ayayayay, light of Huascarán!
Little light of dawn
Carasina, I go with you
My lost hopes are not

Little light of dawn
Morning one, diadem of Huandoy