Pajarito Cantor [English translation]

I'm just in between crickets and bars

Condemned to die in prison,

And grievances do not spring from my soul

Because they are drowned in my heart

It is as cold as my soul, the cell,

A sunbeam barely enters

I just hear a bird nearby that when

It chirps, cheers up my sad prison

Little songbird that came to me

Softening my bitter pain,

Do not go far from here

Little songbird, if I could fly,

I would like to help you build

Your little love nest

While I suffer my bitter condemnation

That justice dictated by law,

The bird softens my sorrow

Like a good soul with trills of love

And in the depth of the soul is rekindled

The hope of redemption.

When the body is falling lifeless,

Let my soul fly to forgiveness

Little songbird that came to me

Softening my bitter pain,

Do not go far from here

Little songbird, if I could fly,

I would like to help you build

Your little love nest