Virgen India

Brown Virgin, miraculous Virgin
Brown Virgin, I lift my song to you
Everyone in the valley is devoted to your pleas
Everyone's a pilgrim, lady of this place

Brown Virgin, your cradle was in India
Because you were born Indian by the grace of God
So we are slaves to your divine goodness
So we are slaves to your endless love

That's how it will be, my Virgin
You deserve respect and reverence
That's why I sing to you, I lift my prayers
And I ask that you hear my plea, please

Brown Virgin, holy and immaculate
Brown Virgin, lady of this place
You enjoy the respect and love of your children
So the pilgrims pray to you at your altar

Brown Virgin, we call you Indian
Because you were born Indian by the grace of God
So we are slaves to your divine goodness
So we are slaves to your endless love

That's how it will be, my Virgin
You deserve respect and reverence
That's why I sing to you, I lift my prayers
And I ask that you hear my plea, please