Los Peces En El Río [English translation]

The Virgin is washing

and hanging up to dry on the rosemary

the birds are singing,

and the rosemary flowering.

Look how they drink

The fishes in the river,

But look how they drink

At the sight of God's birth.

They drink and drink and drink again,

At the sight of God's birth.

The Virgin is brushing her hair

Between curtain and curtain,

Her hair is made of gold,

Her brush of fine silver.

But look how they drink

The fishes in the river,

But look how they drink

At the sight of God's birth.

They drink and drink and drink again,

At the sight of God's birth.

The Virgin goes walking

Amongst those palm trees,

The Boy looks in her eyes,

The color of the truth

But look how they drink

The fishes in the river,

But look how they drink

At the sight of God's birth.

They drink and drink, and drink again,

At the sight of God's birth