Текст и перевод песни Raphael - Los pelegrinitos

Los pelegrinitos

Hacia roma caminan dos pelegrinosHacia roma caminan dos pelegrinosA que los case el papa... mamitaPorque son primos... niÑa bonitaPorque son primos... niÑa
Sombrerito de hule lleva el mozueloSombrerito de hule lleva el mozueloY la pelegrinita... mamitaDe terciopelo... niÑa bonitaDe terciopelo... niÑa
Al pasar por el puente de la victoriaAl pasar por el puente de la victoriaTropezo la madrina... mamitaCallo la novia... niÑa mamitaCallo la novia... niÑa
Han llegado a palacio y suben p'arribaHan llegado a palacio y suben p'arribaY en las salas del papa... mamitaLo desanima... niÑa bonitaLo desanima... niÑa
Le ha preguntado el papa como se llamanY el papa le pregunta como se llamanEl le dice que pedro... mamitaY ella que ana... niÑa bonitaY ella que ana... niÑa
Le ha preguntado el papa que que edad tienenY el papa le pregunta que que edad tienenEllla le dice que quince... mamitaY el diecisiete... niÑa bonitaY el diecisiete... niÑa
Le ha preguntado el papa que si han pecadoY el papa le pregunta que si han pecadoEl le dice que un beso... mamitaQue le habia dado... niÑa bonitaQue le habia dado... niÑa
Y la pelegrinita que es vergonzosaY la pelegrinita que es vergonzosaSe le ha puesto la cara... mamitaComo una rosa... niÑa bonitaComo una rosa... niÑa
Y ha respondido el papa desde su cuartoY el papa le responde desde su cuartoHay quien fuera pelegrino... mamitaPara otro tanto... niÑa bonitaPara otro tanto... niÑa
Las campanas de roma ya repicaronLas campanas de roma ya repicaronPorque los pelegrinos... mamitaYa se casaron... niÑa bonitaYa se casaron... niÑa

The Little Pilgrims

Two pilgrims walk towards RomeTwo pilgrims walk towards RomeSo the Pope may marry them... my dearBecause they are cousins... my prettyBecause they are cousins... my dear
The young man wears a rubber hatThe young man wears a rubber hatAnd the little pilgrim girl... my dearA velvet one... my prettyA velvet one... my dear
As they passed by the bridge of VictoryAs they passed by the bridge of VictoryThe godmother tripped... my dearThe bride fell... my prettyThe bride fell... my dear
They arrived at the palace and went upstairsThey arrived at the palace and went upstairsIn the Pope's halls... my dearIt discouraged him... my prettyIt discouraged him... my dear
The Pope asked him what their names wereAnd the Pope asked him what their names wereHe told him that he was Peter... my dearAnd she was Ana... my prettyAnd she was Ana... my dear
The Pope asked him how old they wereAnd the Pope asked him how old they wereShe told him that she was fifteen... my dearAnd he was seventeen... my prettyAnd he was seventeen... my dear
The Pope asked him if they had sinnedAnd the Pope asked him if they had sinnedHe told him that a kiss... my dearThat he had given her... my prettyThat he had given her... my dear
And the little pilgrim girl, who was shyAnd the little pilgrim girl, who was shyHer face turned... my dearAs red as a rose... my prettyAs red as a rose... my dear
And the Pope answered from his roomAnd the Pope answered him from his roomOh, who would be a pilgrim... my dearFor something else... my prettyFor something else... my dear
The bells of Rome have already rungThe bells of Rome have already rungBecause the pilgrims... my dearAre now married... my prettyAre now married... my dear