Healer of My Village

Los Huasos Quincheros

Cura de Mi Pueblo

Cura de mi pueblo,
Que en tus oraciones,
A dios siempre ruegas,
Por todos nosotros.
Cura de mi pueblo,
Cuando yo era un niño,
Me dabas santitos,
Me hacías cariño.
Cura de mi pueblo,
Cuando yo era un niño,
Me dabas santitos,
Me hacías cariño.

Cura de mi aldea,
De mi pueblecito,
Donde ahora descansan,
Mis seres queridos.
Cura de mi pueblo,
Amable y sencillo,
Siempre te recuerdo,
Como un buen amigo.
Cura de mi pueblo,
Amable y sencillo,
Siempre te recuerdo,
Como un buen amigo.

Música. (guitarra)

Hoy que ya soy hombre
Y te veo viejito,
Yo venero en ti,
Todo el tiempo ido.
Dime mi buen cura,
Mi buen padrecito,
Tú que sabes tanto
Y tanto has oído.
Dime mi buen cura,
Mi buen padrecito,
Dime si es pecado,
Si amar es delito.

Healer of My Village

Healer of my village,
In your prayers,
You always pray to God,
For all of us.
Healer of my village,
When I was a child,
You gave me little saints,
You showed me affection.
Healer of my village,
When I was a child,
You gave me little saints,
You showed me affection.

Healer of my hamlet,
Of my little town,
Where now rest,
My loved ones.
Healer of my village,
Kind and simple,
I always remember you,
As a good friend.
Healer of my village,
Kind and simple,
I always remember you,
As a good friend.

Music. (guitar)

Now that I am a man
And see you old,
I revere in you,
All the time gone.
Tell me, my good healer,
My good little father,
You who know so much
And have heard so much.
Tell me, my good healer,
My good little father,
Tell me if it's a sin,
If loving is a crime.

Escrita por: Nicanor Molinare