Al Pie de Un Crucifijo
Los Alegres de La Sierra
At the Foot of a Crucifix
It was a cloudy and very cold afternoon
when I was in the church praying
and asking God to help me
for so many things that were happening to me
when suddenly I heard a child crying
I looked up to see where he was
he was kneeling at the foot of a crucifix
asking God for his father to return
I got up with a handkerchief in my hand
I knelt next to the crying child
but as I dried his little eyes I realized
that he was my son and he hugged me tightly.
With his eyes pink from crying
he asked me what had happened
where he was,
he told me what he had suffered
when he was far from his father,
my dear son, I ask God to forgive me,
you are too young to understand me
but before God I swear to you by my mother
that we will live very close together forever,
so the hours of that afternoon passed,
that afternoon that I will never forget
when in the church at the foot of a crucifix
I found my son crying.