La Saeta
Joan Manuel Serrat
The Arrow
A popular voice says
Who will lend me a ladder to climb the wood?
To remove the nails from Jesus of Nazareth?
Oh, the arrow, the song to the Christ of the gypsies
Always with blood on his hands, always to be unnailed
Song of the Andalusian people that every spring
He is asking for stairs to climb to the cross
Sing of my land that blooms
To Jesus in agony and it is the faith of my elders
Oh, you are not my song, I cannot sing nor do I want to
Not this Jesus on the cross, but the one who walked on the sea!
Oh, you are not my song, I cannot sing nor do I want to
Not this Jesus on the cross, but the one who walked on the sea!
Oh, you are not my song, I cannot sing nor do I want to
Not this Jesus on the cross, but the one who walked on the sea!
Oh, are you not my song?
