La Roca Fría Del Calvario

Rafael, the cold rock of Calvary
It hides in a black cloud
On a lonely path
The virgin mother rises
walk
And it's his brown face

lily flower
that has lost its color
And in his chest, lacerated
They have been nailed
The thorns of pain
His wavering body
Bends under the weight of grief
But keep going

walk
And her lips of ice
They kiss the ground
Where a flower blooms
In every drop of blood
Spilled
For Jesus the redeemer
pilgrim shadow

Emblem of love made light
walk
Walk lightly
That the son is waiting for her
Dead on the cross
Woman and mother!
Of everything in the world
The most sacred

Luke. Shut up now, for the virgin!
That's a lot of irreverence!
Rafael, what does Father Lucas say?
Prior, nothing, (to Lucas) silence
(To Rafael) continue your relationship

Raphael. From a hill on the trail
The virgin, walker
See the silhouette of the wood
And to the dying son
And cries
His silent torment
with a lament
that can't win
It is the torn cry

torn off
To her woman's flesh
divine star
On the footprint
Of human pain
She walks sad, she walks tearfully
The painful mother
of the redeemer