Canto De Entrada

Entrance Song

Canto De Entrada

You are the God of the poor,Vos sos el Dios de los pobres,
the human and simple God,el Dios humano y sencillo,
the God who sweats in the street,el Dios que suda en la calle,
the God with a weathered face,el Dios de rostro curtido,
that's why I speak to youpor eso es que te hablo yo
just as my people speak,así como habla mi pueblo,
because you are the working God,porque sos el Dios obrero,
the working Christ.el Cristo trabajador.

You walk hand in hand with my people,Vos vas de la mano con mi gente,
you fight in the countryside and the city,luchas en el campo y la ciudad
you line up in the camphaces fila allá en el campamento
to get paid for your day's work.para que te paguen tu jornal.

You eat shaved ice in the parkVos comés raspado allá en el parque
with Eusebio, Pancho, and Juan José,con Eusebio, Pancho y Juan José,
and even complain about the syrupy hasta protestás por el sirope
when they don't put enough honey in it.cuando no te le echan mucha miel.

You are the God of the poor...Vos sos el Dios de los pobres...

I have seen you in a small storeYo te he visto en una pulpería
settled in a shack,instalado en un caramanchel,
I have seen you selling lottery ticketste he visto vendiendo lotería
without being ashamed of that role.sin que te avergüence ese papel.

I have seen you at gas stationsYo te he visto en las gasolineras
checking the tires of a truck,chequeando las llantas de un camión,
and even paving roadsy hasta petroleando carreteras
wearing leather gloves and overalls.con guantes de cuero y overol.

You are the God of the poor...Vos sos el Dios de los pobres...