El Niño Y La Boda
Ante esta comunidad
cristiana que representa la iglesia de Dios
Hos pregunto
si alguien tiene un impedimento
para que esta union se realise
que lo diga a hora
o que calle para siempre...
En la puerta de la iglesia llora un niño,
en su interior una boda celebraban,
en un chosa una mujer se esta muriendo,
ella es la madre de aquel niño que lloraba...
Habia salido a buscar a su papá,
salio muy triste al dejar su madre sola,
pero al llegar a la puerta de la iglesia
miro a su padre, era el novio de la boda...
Con pie descalso fue corriendo hacia el altar..
mirando al cura le grito con sentimiento...
Oiga señor esa boda hay que pararla,
el es mi padre y mi mamá se esta muriendo..
El reberendo miro al novio y pregunto,
¿diga señor que es lo que esta sucediendo?
Le juro padre ese niño no conosco,
y le aseguro que el muchacho esta mintiendo...
Pero en la iglesia se formo la confución,
sacan al niño y con más fuerza lloraba.
Quedo en la puerta con un nudo en la garganta,
mientras que adentro la boda se celebraba...
Y sin saber que su madre habia muerto....
Miro a su padre con su novia del brazo.
Dios te bendiga y te perdone padre ingrato,
Siguio llorando con el alma hecha pedasos.
The Boy and the Wedding
Before this Christian community
that represents the church of God
I ask you
if anyone has an impediment
for this union to take place
let them speak now
or forever hold their peace...
At the church door, a child cries,
inside a wedding was being celebrated,
in a hut a woman is dying,
she is the mother of the crying child...
He had gone out to look for his dad,
he left his mother alone, very sad,
but upon reaching the church door
he saw his father, the groom of the wedding...
Barefoot, he ran towards the altar..
looking at the priest, he shouted with emotion...
Listen, sir, that wedding must be stopped,
he is my father and my mom is dying..
The reverend looked at the groom and asked,
tell me sir, what is happening?
I swear, father, I don't know that boy,
and I assure you the boy is lying...
But confusion arose in the church,
they took the child out and he cried louder.
He stood at the door with a lump in his throat,
while inside the wedding was being celebrated...
And unaware that his mother had died....
He looked at his father with his bride by his side.
God bless you and forgive you, ungrateful father,
He continued crying with his soul shattered.