Cantaba Jose
Descansando al lado de un pozo
a la sombra de un cipres,
a la sombra de un cipres,
los pastores se han parado
antes de llegar a Belen;
antes de llegar a Belen.
Cantaba Jose,
Maria lavaba
tendiendo los trapos
para que se secaran.
Para que se secaran.
El Nino dormia
Jose le cantaba.
Una pareja de angeles,
llegaron a toda prisa;
llegaron a toda prisa
a ver al Nino Divino
y a darle los buenos dias,
y a darle los buenos dias.
Estando todos los pastores
haciendo de sentinela,
haciendo de sentinela;
adorando al rey del cielo
sobre su cuna mas bella.
Con su nino en la rodilla
Jose le estaba cantando,
Jose le estaba cantando,
mientras Maria lavaba
en un arroyo cercano,
en un arroyo cercano.
Joseph Was Singing
Resting by a well
in the shade of a cypress tree,
in the shade of a cypress tree,
the shepherds have stopped
before reaching Bethlehem;
before reaching Bethlehem.
Joseph was singing,
Mary was washing,
hanging up the cloths
so they could dry.
So they could dry.
The baby was sleeping,
Joseph was singing to him.
A couple of angels,
came rushing in;
came rushing in
to see the Divine Baby
and to say good morning,
and to say good morning.
With all the shepherds
acting as sentinels,
acting as sentinels;
worshiping the king of heaven
above his most beautiful cradle.
With the baby on his knee,
Joseph was singing to him,
Joseph was singing to him,
while Mary was washing
in a nearby stream,
in a nearby stream.