Andean Dawn
It dawns in the Venezuelan Andes, it is already beginning to
The dawn will come out, it already smells of freshly brewed coffee, milk
Freshly milked, mastranto, roasted arepitas
Cream cheese and curd, to that smile with little holes
Of the people of the Andean paramo
Andes, land of frailejones, condors, spectacled bears
The Andes where the people are pure in heart, the land of
The people who are like the nightingale who sing and are happy
Land of the hummingbird, of the partridge, land of beautiful women
It dawns in the Venezuelan Andes, it is already beginning to
The dawn will come out, it already smells of freshly brewed coffee, milk
Freshly milked, mastranto, roasted arepitas
Cream cheese and curd, to that smile with little holes
Of the people of the Andean paramo
Andes, the land of San Benito, of the drum, of the waltz
Of kindness, and gentleness, land where women are
The most beautiful in the country, where the guacharaca announces rain
Where when milking the cow is sung to give more milk
That's why I proudly say I'm from the Andes, a Trujillo native
It dawns in the Venezuelan Andes, it is already beginning to
The dawn will come out, it already smells of freshly brewed coffee, milk
Freshly milked, mastranto, roasted arepitas
Cream cheese and curd, to that smile with little holes
Of the people of the Andean paramo
Andes the land of peace, of saints and wise men, land where he was born
Jose Gregorio Hernandez, Rafael Rangel, Laudelino Mejias
Don Tulio Febres Cordero, land of the five white eagles
Land where the first president of our beloved Venezuela was born
It dawns in the Venezuelan Andes, it is already beginning to
The dawn will come out, it already smells of freshly brewed coffee, milk
Freshly milked, mastranto, roasted arepitas
Cream cheese and curd, to that smile with little holes
Of the people of the Andean paramo
Amanhecer Andino
Amanhece nos Andes venezuelanos, já começa a
A aurora vai sair, já cheira a café acabado de fazer, leite
Recém-ordenhado, mastranto, arepitas assadas
Creme de queijo e requeijão, para aquele sorriso com buraquinhos
Do povo do paramo andino
Andes, terra de frailejones, condores, ursos de óculos
Os Andes onde as pessoas são puras de coração, a terra da
As pessoas que são como o rouxinol que cantam e são felizes
Terra do beija-flor, da perdiz, terra das belas mulheres
Amanhece nos Andes venezuelanos, já começa a
A aurora vai sair, já cheira a café acabado de fazer, leite
Recém-ordenhado, mastranto, arepitas assadas
Creme de queijo e requeijão, para aquele sorriso com buraquinhos
Do povo do paramo andino
Andes, a terra de San Benito, do tambor, da valsa
De bondade e gentileza, terra onde as mulheres são
A mais bela do país, onde a guacharaca anuncia chuva
Onde ao ordenhar a vaca é cantada para dar mais leite
Por isso digo com orgulho que sou dos Andes, nativo de Trujillo
Amanhece nos Andes venezuelanos, já começa a
A aurora vai sair, já cheira a café acabado de fazer, leite
Recém-ordenhado, mastranto, arepitas assadas
Creme de queijo e requeijão, para aquele sorriso com buraquinhos
Do povo do paramo andino
Andes a terra da paz, dos santos e sábios, terra onde nasceu
José Gregorio Hernandez, Rafael Rangel, Laudelino Mejías
Don Tulio Febres Cordero, terra das cinco águias brancas
Terra onde nasceu o primeiro presidente da nossa amada Venezuela
Amanhece nos Andes venezuelanos, já começa a
A aurora vai sair, já cheira a café acabado de fazer, leite
Recém-ordenhado, mastranto, arepitas assadas
Creme de queijo e requeijão, para aquele sorriso com buraquinhos
Do povo do paramo andino