I return to the South,
the way love always returns,
I return to you,
with my own wish, with my own fear.
I carry the South,
like a destiny of the heart,
I am from the South,
like the airs of the bandoneon.
I dream of the South,
the immense moon, the heaven on earth,
I search for the South,
the open time, and everything after.
I love the South,
its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
like your body during intimacy.
I love you South,
South, I love you.
I return to the South,
the way love always returns,
I return to you,
with my own wish, with my own fear.
I love the South,
its good people, its dignity,
I feel the South,
like your body during intimacy.
I return to the South,
I carry the South,
I love you South,
I love you South...