Volver al valle

I have returned to the Valley
I tell my friends,
dreaming of those loves
that once flourished in time
and even though I am far away
from its people, I don't forget,
I still hold dear
the affection and love they gave me.
I walk through the nights,
desires awaken me,
the beautiful waters
that the Guatapurí has
and I pass by the house
where I once lived,
reaching the square
memories overflow me.
A woman rocking a cradle.
A man singing to his town.
A valley illuminated by the moon
and a mountain kissing the sky.
I have returned to the Valley
to Emiliano's tribute
with all the affection
that his town gave him
and that night I found myself
with Lorenzo Morales
who taught me songs
for me to sing.
From Gustavo Gutierrez
I heard he was sad
that the peace of my town
today is a cry in his voice
and Leandro sang to me
verses for Luis Aurelio
because he loves him very much
just like I do.
Hernandito Molina's parties
listening to Alejo's songs,
sitting very calmly on the corner
of Paulina and Pedro's house.
How beautiful it is to return to the Valley.
To see its blooming fields.
Of unforgettable loves
and dear friends