Pedrito

Today I want to tell you
A story that
Touches my soul
Today I want to tell you
About a happy little boy
Who came to my class
Every Sunday early
I saw his happy face
Smiling
But one Sunday he was absent
And instantly I thought
I will visit him
But one Sunday he was absent
And instantly I thought
I will visit him

That week went by
And in my eagerness I was busy
And couldn't look for him
But one Sunday I waited
To see his happy face again
But Pedrito was absent
From my class again
And my soul trembled
That's why early Monday
I went to his house
And asked for him
That's why early Monday
I went to his house
And asked for him

Oh! What pain I felt
When his mother came out
And gave me the news
No! My Pedrito won't
Be able to attend
His class again
He asked for you
Waited until the end
But you didn't come

No! My Pedrito is not here
My Pedrito is gone
My Pedrito died
Oh, no! My Pedrito is not here
My Pedrito is gone
My Pedrito died

Oh, Pedrito is gone
Oh, to a better place
Surrounded by angels
Dressed in glory
Surrounded by angels
Dressed in glory

Pedrito is gone
To a better place