El Puente Te Está Esperando
Cantores de Hispalis
The Bridge Is Waiting for You
It's four in the afternoon,
the Calzada in its grand celebration
and Pilate hands Jesus over to the same neighborhood.
Kill him?... Who said that?,
not even touch him...
East street, Holy Tuesday,
sunny afternoon, spring...
First
I go out on Holy Tuesday
as a penitent
I follow my Christ
climbing the bridge
Like snow
my cape is white, starched
San Benito with his people
from the Calzá neighborhood
Second
"The bridge is waiting for you
To feel so close
Like the sack that joins
To its faithful work team"
With the cross on my shoulder
I walk
Behind a red cloak
Carnation and tears
Oh! How she cries,
What a Painful one! my Incarnation
May Seville console her
with fervent compliments
Third
"The bridge is waiting for you
To take you outside
Where Seville awaits you
To sing saetas to you
To tell you compliments and prayers
Claps, cheers, promises..."
The brotherhood of my neighborhood
has three steps
Presentation and Blood
and a beautiful canopy
Crucified, I go by Your side
I go next to You
to dry your blood
with crimson carnations
Fourth
"The bridge is waiting for You
To tell you its sorrows
and to tell you that Your neighborhood
which is no longer a neighborhood
they gather to see you
east street, Holy Tuesday
sunny afternoon, spring..."
When my father died
he left as inheritance
a sack and a penance sash
And I carry them
every year, with my brotherhood
praying the holy rosary
to the voice of the foreman.
Chorus:
And my land in spring
dresses as a costalera
of promise and Passion
Sevillian Nazarene
along the paths of God.
