El Pastor
Va el pastor con su rebaño
Al despuntar la manaña
Bajando por el sendero
De la sierra a la pradera
Va musicando sus quejas
Con su flautín de carrizo
Seguido por sus ovejas
Como si fuera un hechizo
El flautínnn
Del pastorrrr
Ay, ay, ay
Canta así
El pastor ya va de vuelta
Pués el Sol se está ocultando
Va subiendo por la cuesta
Para guardar su rebaño
Con su flautín va llamando
Una a una sus ovejas
Y les va comunicando
Sus goces y sus tristezas
El flautínnnn
Del pastorrrr
Ay, ay, ay
Canta así
The Shepherd
The shepherd goes with his flock
At the break of dawn
Descending down the path
From the mountains to the meadow
He melodizes his complaints
With his little reed flute
Followed by his sheep
As if under a spell
The flute
Of the shepherd
Ay, ay, ay
Sings like this
The shepherd is already on his way back
As the sun is setting
He's climbing up the slope
To guard his flock
With his flute he's calling
One by one his sheep
And he's communicating
His joys and sorrows
The flute
Of the shepherd
Ay, ay, ay
Sings like this