Abre la puerta

Today I come to see you, dew
Almonteño open the door

Almonteño open the door
That people haven't come
That the hermitage is deserted
And my little heart
Has no desire to party

They told me in my town
How much of a devout person she was
Son, your mother has left
Now she lives by
The Virgin of El Rocio

The sun was seeking
Shelter on the horizon

Shelter on the horizon
A goatherd passed by singing
With the little goats from the mountain
Seven years have passed
The Virgin lives in Almonte

The child was doing his math
He has always brought me
And they have taken me back
From your door to my town
From my town to your door

If you missed me so much
Rocio, my good mother

Rocio, my good mother
She would always bring me
I always followed her footsteps
Because if you knew
You didn't take me with her

Madam, it will be my luck
That you need a little boy
To fetch water from the fountain
Or to take care of the little shepherd
Mother, where am I going to see you

Above the door he slept
He was found by a devout person

He was found by a devout person
One cold morning
And miraculously, devout person
He called him and he had gone
To the marshes of heaven

And in the marshes of heaven
In a white cart
Pulled by two stars
He embraced his mother

Open the door, Rocio
For without her I am lost
Don't let my father find out
Open the door, Rocio
I want to see my mother