I was born in this stream of the rippling Arauca River, I am brother of the mountain lion, of the herons, of the roses, I am brother of the mountain lion, of the herons, of the roses and the sun, and the sun. I was lulled by the vivid reveille of the breeze in the palm grove, and so I have the soul like the exquisite soul, and so I have the soul like the exquisite soul of the crystal, of the crystal. I love, I weep, I sing, I dream with carnations of passion, with carnations of passion.