Текст и перевод песни Dulce Compania - Eran Cien Ovejas

Eran Cien Ovejas

Eran cien ovejas
Que había en el rebaño
Eran cien ovejas
Que un pastor cuidó
Pero en una tarde
Al contarlas todas
Le faltaba una
Le faltaba una
Y triste lloro

Las noventa y nueve
Dejo en el aprisco
Y por la montaña
A buscarla fue
La encontró gimiendo
Temblando de frío
Curo sus heridas
La tomo en sus brazos
Y al redil volvió

Esta misma historia
Vuelve a repetirse
Hay muchas ovejas
Que sin rumbo van
Con el alma rota
Van por los collados
Temblando de frió
Vagando en el mundo
Sin Dios y sin fe.

Las noventa y nueve
Dejo en el aprisco
Y por la montaña
A buscarla fue
La encontró gimiendo
Temblando de frío
Curo sus heridas
La tomo en sus brazos
Y al redil volvió.

Curo sus heridas
La tomo en sus brazos
Y al redil volvió.

There Were a Hundred Sheep

There were a hundred sheep
That were in the flock
There were a hundred sheep
That a shepherd cared for
But one afternoon
When counting them all
He was missing one
He was missing one
And sadly he cried

The ninety-nine
He left in the fold
And into the mountains
To look for her he went
He found her moaning
Trembling with cold
He healed her wounds
He took her into his arms
And he returned to the fold

This very same story
Repeats itself again
There are many sheep
That wander aimlessly
With their souls broken
They go through the hills
Trembling with cold
Wandering in the world
Without God and without faith.

The ninety-nine
He left in the fold
And into the mountains
To look for her he went
He found her moaning
Trembling with cold
He healed her wounds
He took her into his arms
And he returned to the fold.

He healed her wounds
He took her into his arms
And he returned to the fold.