Pajarillo No. 2

Ah!
Little bird, little bird
You can sing whenever you want
You can sing whenever you want
With national music
Proud of Venezuela
So you can tell apart, little bird
The local from the foreign
Many that are similar
None like ours
Some say they are
But their singing is condemned
Singing this little bird
I prove it on the strings
I'm a Venezuelan defending my flag!

Ah!
Fly, fly little bird
In these plains songs
And in these plains songs
I'm local in the singing
For God's sake! Until I die
I’m all in, little bird
With someone whenever I want!
I'm a singer in the plains of Guariqueñas
Where you learn to be tough
Next to the Ronera peak
I'm not afraid of the tiger
Or the devil that might come
Here I am to serve my homeland Venezuela!

Ah!
From the Boricua of Apure
From Guayana to the border
From Guayana to the border
Singing this little bird dedicated to Venezuela
The song is really beautiful, little bird
With plains inspiration
This endless plain
I stake my life on it
Changing word for word
I’ll fight anyone
I treat others how they treat me
By any means necessary
I'm a Venezuelan
And I'm proud of it
Defending the colors
And also my seven stars.