“La Peregrinación” by Mercedes Sosa

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Follow the trail, follow the trail
Joseph and Mary
Across the frozen pampas
Thistles and nettles.
Follow the trail, follow the trail
Cutting through the fields
There is no shelter, no inn
Keep on walking.
Little flower in the field,
Carnation of the air
If no one puts you up
Where will you be born?
Where will you be born, little flower?
Now that you are growing
Frightened dove
Sleepless cricket
Follow the trail, follow the trail
Joseph and Mary
With a hidden god
Nobody knew
Follow the trail, follow the trail
The pilgrims
Lend me a ruined house
For my child
Follow the trail, follow the trail
Through suns and moons
The little almond eyes
Olive skin.
Oh, little donkey in the field
Oh, reddish-grey ox
My child is coming
Make some space for him
A thatched hut
Is the only shelter I have
Two friendly breaths
The bright moon
Follow the trail, follow the trail
Joseph and Mary
With a hidden god
Nobody knew