La Guadalupana (feat. Alexander Hacha)

Great mother, mother of our gods
Great mother
From the sky on a beautiful morning
From the sky on a beautiful morning
The Guadalupana, the Guadalupana
The Guadalupana came down to Tepeyac
Pleading, she joined her hands
Pleading, she joined her hands

And they were Mexicans, and they were Mexicans
Their bearing and their face
Juan Diego passed through the mountain
Juan Diego passed through the mountain
And he approached, and he approached
And he approached upon hearing the singing

Hail Mary, I beg you to take care of our lives
Even if they are empty or lost, many souls
Cry out for calm in these days by just guiding
Lead me to find wisdom but nothing
Many people do not know that faith moves mountains
And can suddenly change what is known as
A bad streak, full of grace you illuminate me in
Moments of misfortune
My mother, to you is my praise

I choose this hill, I choose this hill
I choose this hill to be my altar
Since then for the Mexican
Since then for the Mexican
To be Guadalupano, to be Guadalupano
To be Guadalupano is something essential
To be Guadalupano is something essential
To be Guadalupano

This song is for the brown-skinned woman, look, from the heart
Great mother, mother of our gods
Great mother (repeats)