La Posada
En el nombre del cielo os pido posada
Pues no puede andar mi esposa amada
Aquí no es mesón sigan adelante
Yo no debo abrir no sea algún tunante
No seas inhumano tennos caridad
Que el dios de los cielos te lo premiará
Ya se puede ir y no molestar
Porque si me enfado os voy a apalear
Mi nombre es jose y soy carpintero
Mi esposa es maría y es reina del cielo
¿Eres tu josé? ¿tu esposa es maría?
Y madre va a ser del divino verbo
Entren santos peregrinos, peregrinos reciban este rincón
Y aunque es pobre la morada, la morada os la doy de corazón
Entren santos peregrinos, peregrinos reciban este rincón
Y aunque es pobre la morada, la morada os la doy de corazón
Entren santos peregrinos, peregrinos reciban este rincón
Y aunque es pobre la morada, la morada os la doy de corazón
The Inn
In the name of heaven, I ask for a place to stay
For my beloved wife can't walk today
This isn't an inn, just keep moving on
I can't let you in, don't want trouble drawn
Don't be inhumane, show us some grace
For the God of the heavens will reward your place
You can leave now, don't make a fuss
'Cause if I get mad, I'll beat you up, trust
My name is Joseph, I'm a carpenter, you see
My wife is Mary, she's the queen of the heavenly spree
Are you Joseph? Is your wife Mary?
And she will be the mother of the divine word, so legendary
Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace
Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace
Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace