Canción Para Un Pastor

Singing happily along the road
He carries a rose in his hand
And in his peasant chest
A metal heart
To protect himself from the cold
I wish, pastor, to have the soul of a child from you

Singing happily along the road
His mountain left behind
His flock by the river
And his little guardian
Sitting by the road
I wish, Julian, to have the soul of a child from you

And a dark-skinned woman will wait for you
To dry your sweats
And by the fire, she will kiss you
Calming your sorrows
And when tomorrow comes, you will leave
Leaving your village far behind
And you will return to your flock
Leaving only your heart in the village

Singing happily he walks along the road
His house left behind
His beautiful love and his children
Thinking of them, he will go
Singing along the road
You will always be, pastor, my best friend