El Regalo
Mariachi Corazón Alegre
The Gift
The gift that my Christ gave you
With his death
Does not compare to anything
Not even with all the gold that shines in front of you
Crushed by your sins
By his wounds we were healed
He didn't mind facing it
For love until death
That way
My Christ suffered
For love, he gave himself
On the third day he rose
And gave us salvation
The gift that he gave you
Deserves to be valued
This is seen and reflected
In all your actions
If Christ lives in you
Don't tire of sharing
Even if you have to suffer
Don't compare it to his death
