La historia de una amapola [English translation]

The story of a poppy

that scaped from between the wheat.

They say the almond tree saw it

they say the olive tree saw it

they say the moon saw it

in the middle of a road.

And on monday morning

that monday of crowd

they say it went down of heaven

with the Virgin of Rocío

caressing her hair.

The story of a shepherd

who went out of her country house.

They say she saw the poppy

who scaped from between the wheat,

and the Divine little shepherd

was playing with it.

And after uncovering her face

with the lights of the dawn

they say the crowd yelled:

-We have a shepherd

which is the Virgin of Rocío!-

The story of a pigeon

who went down from the sky.

They say a star saw it

they say a point of light saw it

they say the night saw it

drining in a crook.

And on Plgrimage Monday

when the heat puts pressure,

they saw it in the morning

over the wagon

of the Triana's brotherhood.

The story of an Almonte man

who went out hunting.

They say he saw she shepherd

even more beautiful

than the madonna lilly

and the light of the very day.

Wanting to know who she was

he asked and felt a voice

that left him cold and silent

-I'm the Mother of God

the Virgin of Rocío-