Escondido de La Alabanza
Duo Coplanacu
Hidden from Praise
Passing through Clodomira
I'm almost arriving in San Gil
I will sing the praises
That I promised to my saint
Dusty road
I follow your light
I want to reach
To his cross
I carry a flower
For his altar
That I promised
In my singing
Miracle worker
My happy soul
I will give you
Lord San Gil
Already in the distance is heard
The moan of a violin
With its notes it calls
The devotee to fulfill
Great must be
His heart
Burning
Just like the sun
For your kindness
Full of faith
Tree and flower
I will be for you
Miracle worker
My happy soul
I will give you
Lord San Gil
