From the distinguished city of Asuncion in this january of 1580
I, Juan de Garay, proclaim the perpetual foundation of Buenos Aires.
I order that it be founded every time the native hordes lay it waste.
I do not predict silver or gold.
I proclaim wealth from horses and the goodness of a land eager for seed.
I side with the moderate softness and hardness of the days.
History will thank me for choosing this pretext of horses
and that dull, unfever spot.
Who can repay the stage for legends I am setting?
Translated by David G. Murray