El Aparecido
Abre sendas por los cerros
Deja su huella en el viento
El águila le da el vuelo
Y lo cobija el silencio
Nunca se quejó del frío
Nunca se quejó del sueño
El pobre siente su paso
Y lo sigue como ciego
Correlé, correlé, correlá
Por aquí, por allí, por allá
Correlé, correlé, correlá
Correlé que te van a matar
Correlé, correlé, correlá
Su cabeza es rematada
Por cuervos con garra de oro
Como lo ha crucificado
La furia del poderoso
Hijo de la rebeldía
Lo siguen veinte más veinte
Porque regala su vida
Ellos le quieren dar muerte
The Apparition
He opens paths through the hills
Leaves his mark in the wind
The eagle gives him flight
And silence shelters him
He never complained about the cold
He never complained about sleep
The poor feel his steps
And follow him like blind
Run, run, run
Here, there, everywhere
Run, run, run
Run because they will kill you
Run, run, run
His head is crowned
By crows with golden claws
As the fury of the powerful
Has crucified him
Son of rebellion
Twenty more twenty follow him
Because he gives his life
They want to kill him