El Santo de Los Mojados

In the name of the Father and the Son
Saint Peter, I turn to you
And in the name of the Holy Spirit
Give me the protection of your cloak

Grant us, Lord, I ask you
To reach the United States
Don’t let me go back to hell
That the government turns my country into

Let your shadow blind
Those who chase us
Who try to stop us from getting there
But they won’t succeed

Send your brilliance, Lord
Through seas and deserts
So that neither the cold nor the heat
Leave more dead

We are in danger
Of losing our lives
And we can’t stay here, there’s no other way out
Saint Peter, you are the patron saint
Of all the wetbacks
Grant legalization to the undocumented

But if in my disastrous hour
I end up lying on the road
If I never get to kiss my mother again
And don’t return to my kids

Saint Peter, I commend myself to you
Give me your blessing and comfort
And to those like me who are dying
Open the gates of heaven for them

The shadow of divine Saint Peter
Will take care of us on the road
I ask you for peace because when I call on you
Your protection is on my side

Protect us from robbers
Smugglers and other criminals
Let us jump the wire
Because our children are dying of hunger

Let your shadow blind
Those who chase us
Who try to stop us from getting there
But they won’t succeed

Send your brilliance, Lord
Through seas and deserts
So that neither the cold nor the heat
Leave more dead

We are in danger
Of losing our lives
And we can’t stay here
There’s no other way out

Saint Peter, you are the patron saint
Of all the wetbacks
Grant legalization
To the undocumented