On the Trail, On the Trail
On the trail, on the trail
José and Maria
Through the frozen plains
Thistles and nettles
On the trail, on the trail
Cutting through fields
No shelters or inns
Keep on walking
Little flower of the field
Flowers in the air
If no one takes you in
Where do you bloom
Where you bloom, little flower
That you’re growing
Scared little dove
Sleepless cricket
On the trail, on the trail
José and Maria
With a hidden God
No one knew
On the trail, on the trail
The pilgrims
Presenting a shack
For my child
On the trail, on the trail
Suns and Moon
Almond-shaped eyes
Olive skin
Oh! Little donkey of the field
Oh! Gentle ox
My child is coming
Make some room
A little hut of reeds
Is all that shelters him
The friendly breaths
The clear Moon
On the trail, on the trail
José and Maria
Escrita por: A. Ramirez