Текст и перевод песни Víctor Manuel - Un cura de aldea

Un cura de aldea

Tien una vieya sotana
Y un bonete muy gastau.
Tien un rosariu con cuentes
De madera y un breviariu
Que lu reza tos los dies
Cuando el sol ya ta baxando
En atapecer de oru
O en atapecer de orbayu.

Per la laborá diz la misa
Cuando atapez el rosaiu,
Per la nochi xuega al tute
Y en la cama reza al santu
Y asomau al correor
Ponse el probe atristayau
Cavila si el so vivir
Non tará ya fracasau.

La iglesia fecha de piedra
Ta del pueblu en lo más alto
Y ye un gozu les campanes
Repicar nel campanariu.
Y cerquina de la iglesia
Tien so casina el bon parracu
Enllená de los afanes
Que el vivir va filvanando.

Per les mañanes la misa
Cuando atapez el rosariu,
Como una esfueya bendita
Fecha de rezos y cantos,
Y el camín de vuelta el chigre
Ya conoze el su fracasu
Si de nochi vuelve a casa
Despacin pasin a pasu.
Despacin pasin a pasu.

A Country Priest

He has an old soutane
And a worn-out bonnet.
He has a rosary with beads
Made of wood and a breviary
That he prays with every day
When the sun is setting
In a veil of gold
Or a veil of mist.

He says mass during the day
When he finishes the rosary,
At night he plays tute
And in bed he prays to the saint
And peering out the window
The poor man becomes sad
He ponders if his life
Has already failed.

The stone church
Is at the highest point in the village
And the sound of the bells is a joy
Chiming in the bell tower.
And close to the church
The good priest has his little house
Filled with the cares
That life goes on stringing together.

In the mornings, mass
When he finishes the rosary,
Like a blessed leaf
Made of prayers and songs,
And on the way back, the tavern
Already knows his failure
If he returns home at night
Slowly, step by step.
Slowly, step by step.