Los Peces
Lhasa de Sela
The Fish
The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
Her hair is made of gold
And the combs of fine silver
But look how the fish drink
In the river
But look how they drink
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
The virgin is walking
And walking all alone
And she doesn't have for company
Anyone but the child holding her hand
But look how the fish drink
In the river
But look how they drink
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
The virgin wears a rose
On her divine chest
That Saint Joseph gave her
Before the child was born
But look how the fish drink
In the river
But look how they drink
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
The virgin washes diapers
And hangs them on the rosemary
The little birds singing
And the rosemary blooming
But look how the fish drink
In the river
But look how they drink
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
They drink and drink
And they drink again
The fish in the water
To see the god born
