Текст и перевод песни Miguel Aceves Mejía & El Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlan - El Pastor

El Pastor

Ve, pastorcito
Cuida bien las borregas

Va el pastor con su rebaño
Al despuntar la mañana
Bajando por el sendero
De la sierra a la pradera.

Va musitando sus quejas
Con su flautín de carrizo
Seguido de sus ovejas
Como si fuera un hechizo.

El flautín del pastor
Al arriar, canta así

El pastor ya va de vuelta
Pues el sol se esta ocultando
Va subiendo por la cuesta
Para guardar su rebaño

Con su flautín va llamando
Una a una a sus ovejas
Y les va comunicando
Sus goces y sus tristezas

El flautín del pastor
Al arriar canta así.

The Shepherd

Go, little shepherd
Look after the sheep well

The shepherd goes with his flock
At the break of dawn
Going down the path
From the mountains to the grasslands.

He murmurs his complaints
With his little reed flute
Followed by his sheep
As if it were a spell.

The shepherd's flute
When he drives them, sings like this

The shepherd is returning
For the sun is setting
He goes up the hill
To store his flock

With his flute he goes calling
One by one to his sheep
And he communicates to them
His joys and his sorrows

The shepherd's flute
When he drives them, sings like this.