This song refers to the love of the Venezuelan cowboy for his native plains (including rivers, animals, flowers and sky). It could be considered as a patriotic or regionalistic song. In contrast to the dry and lifeless American Southwest, the Venezuelan plains (llanuras) are in a rainy and almost tropical area, full of trees and life. The culture of the American cowboy and his latin counterparts (Mexican vaquero, Argentine gaucho, Venezuelan llanero and the Brasilian gaucho) share many characteristics, but there are also differences. For example, most South Americans surely don't share the Mexican and Texan fondness for hot food and good chili (Peruvians and Ecuatorians a big exception). And being a good singer and guitar player would be more important for a Colombian or Venezuelan than for a Texan; it would be helpful if you want to be a ladies' man and popular in parties. You see, not all the macho men are insensitive fools. The japanese samurais used to spend their free time practicing kanji calligraphy, bonsai and ikebana (flower arranging).