Villarrica, Che Ciudad
¡Ha! Che valle porãite
Opaitéva rejajái
Che ãhógui nderehe
Che ko'êva ndavy'ái
Mombyry ajesareko
Rohechátante vaicha
Remimbipa pe amo
Ñaimo'ãva ku mbyja
Ku nde cerro rovyû
Ha nde barrio porãita
Oiméne hyakuãvu
Villarrica, che ciudad
Hetáma ohasa ro'y
Nde yvýgui asêhague
Ha akóinte che rasy
Che ãhógui nderehe
Oiméne upe che yvoty
Yma che rembiayhukue
Ambuépema hory
Naimandu'ái cherehe
Oime va'erã katuete
Umi che rapekueta
Che mitãramo guare
Pore'ỹme oje'opa
Ha che ko'ã mombyry
Vy'a'ỹ che myangata
Hi'ãgui ahami jey
Villarrica, rohecha
Villarrica, My City
Ha! Beautiful valley
You are so beautiful
My dear land
Your voice is sweet
The moon is rising
In the clear sky
The stars are shining
The night is calm
On the hilltop
And in the beautiful neighborhood
The wind whispers
Villarrica, my city
The river flows
In its pure waters
And in your roots
Your voice is sweet
In your hills
Where the sun rises
The land is fertile
And the people are happy
The children play
In your streets
Their laughter echoes
Villarrica, my beloved
Escrita por: Gregorio Nárvaez Arce / Andrés Cuenca Saldívar