Hay Una Tierra En Mi Tierra

There is a land in my land
Where they dance close
The old lady and the old man dance
The turkey and the turkey hen dance
Without looking around
Juan Bimba stomps his feet
When he's a bit tipsy
Dance it, my brunette
Dance it, my fair-haired
Dance it, my little black one
My stripped-down joropo

The good llanero taps his heel
And the outsider feels identified
From midnight until dawn comes
In the evening, with the sun of the deer

Bring the water jug, boy
The dust is stirred up
Pour water to settle it
Don't just stand there
More couples are arriving
And the best part of the party
Hasn't even started yet

There is a land in my land
Where joropo is king
The troublemaker sings
The landowner's wife
And the little frog in the pond
Sing it, Mayuyita
In the hammock of the cane field
That tasty joropo
That José Antonio sang
So Bolívar would dance
On a lawless night

Tune the cuatro, Pedro, and sing one
But first, find something to drink
Look at the moon's face in the sky
It's sad, it wants to dawn

It's in Valle de la Pascua
Where we learn to love
That contagious rhythm
That fills us with pleasure
Which is also a heritage
Holy God, chase away the demon
Don't let it come near