Текст и перевод песни Pastor López Y Su Combo - Plegaria Vallenata

Plegaria Vallenata

Oyeme Diosito Santo
Tú de aritmética nada sabías,
Dime por qué la platica
Tú la repartiste tan mal repartida?

Oyeme Diosito Santo
En cuál colegio era que tú estudiabas?
Por qué a unos les diste tanto
En cambio a otros no les diste nada?. .,...

Mira tanta gente pobre
Que vende su sangre pa′poder vivir,
No te das cuenta qu'el rico
Es feliz mirando al pobre sufrir.

Como sé que es imposible
Que al santo cielo te llegue una carta
Pero me estás escuchando
Cantando esta plegaria vallenata.
,...

Oyeme Diosito Santo
Yo que en mis noches te paso rezando,
Para que me des licencia
De criar mis hijos y darles un rancho.

Mira cómo son las cosas
Como en ti confío te sigo rezando,
Ya que no me diste plata
Dame salud para seguir luchando.

Mi plegaria vallenata
Diosito Santo a ti te la canto.
Mi plegaria vallenata
Diosito Santo a ti te la canto.

Vallenata Prayer

Hear me, Holy God,
You never studied arithmetic,
Tell me, why is it that money
You distributed so unfairly?

Hear me, Holy God,
At which school did you study?
Why did you give so much to some,
Yet to others you gave nothing?. .,...

Look at all the poor people
Who have to leave their homeland to survive,
Don't you realize that the rich
Are happy watching the poor suffer.

I know it's impossible
For a letter to reach the heavens,
But you are listening to me,
Singing this Vallenata prayer.
,...

Hear me, Holy God,
I spend my nights praying to you,
That you would give me permission
To raise my children and give them a home.

Look at how things are,
I trust in you, so I will keep praying,
Since you didn't give me money,
Give me health so I can keep fighting.

My Vallenata prayer,
Holy God, I sing it to you.
My Vallenata prayer,
Holy God, I sing it to you.