El Peregrino
Yo soy un peregrino
Que anda en busca de Dios
Me han dicho que se ha escondido
Detrás de su voz
Escalé la montaña
Y al cóndor le pregunté
Me dijo que hace bastante
Que ya no vuela con el
Pero si Dios es tan grande
Donde se pudo esconder
O si quizás se ha marchado
Y ya no quiera volver
Yo he recorrido los bosques
Y las praderas también
Animalitos del campo
Díganme dónde está el
Los ríos he navegado
Y siete mares surqué
Sirenas dejen su canto
Y digan dónde está el
Es que si Dios se ha marchado
¿Por qué lo dejamos ir?
No seamos tan insensatos
¿Cómo vamos a vivir?
Quizá jugando a la guerra
A cosechando la ruin
Seremos hombres sin tierra
Esclavos hasta el fin
En noche de luna llena
A una estrella pregunté
Me dijo que hace bastante
Que ya no cena con el
Pero si Dios es tan grande
Dónde se pudo esconder
O si quizás se ha marchado
Tomó su capa y se fue
Y cuando el sol se ocultaba
En mi triste corazón
Un niño que me miraba
Se sonrió y se acercó
Me dijo señor no llore
Dios aún no se marchó
Yo lo tengo bien guardado
En mi corazón
Si usted quiere conocerlo
Tiene que ser como yo
Aunque me vea tan pequeño
En mi alma se esconde Dios
The Pilgrim
I am a pilgrim
Who is in search of God
I have been told that He has hidden
Behind His voice
I climbed the mountain
And asked the condor
He told me that it has been a while
Since he no longer flies with Him
But if God is so great
Where could He have hidden
Or perhaps He has left
And does not want to return
I have traveled through forests
And also through meadows
Little animals of the field
Tell me where He is
I have sailed the rivers
And crossed seven seas
Sirens, stop your song
And tell me where He is
If God has left
Why did we let Him go?
Let's not be so foolish
How are we going to live?
Maybe playing at war
Or reaping ruin
We will be men without land
Slaves until the end
On a full moon night
I asked a star
It told me that it has been a while
Since He no longer dines with Him
But if God is so great
Where could He have hidden
Or perhaps He has left
Took His cloak and left
And when the sun was setting
In my sad heart
A child who was looking at me
Smiled and approached
He said, 'Sir, do not cry
God has not left yet
I have Him well guarded
In my heart
If you want to know Him
You have to be like me
Although you see me so small
God hides in my soul'