El camino de vuelta

The pines of the estate cry bidding farewell to the carts
Bidding farewell to the carts
The pines of the estate cry bidding farewell to the carts
That are slowly leaving on the way back
Only the palace remains
Only the path remains, alone the Raya and the Quema
The tracks with the grooves left by the carts
Everything is coming to an end
Everything is coming to an end, like a dream that fades away
But the White Dove stays in my heart

Tired but content and in your eyes I have noticed
Tired but content and in your eyes I have noticed
You come full of grace
The Virgin has poured blessings of hope upon you
Forgive anyone who offends you
Forgive anyone who offends you and help those in need
May you always be a brother, as you were in El Rocío
Do not worry about money, do not worry about money
Always trust in Her
You will see how soon She will solve your problems

You smell of rockrose and marsh and you bring a dark face
And you bring a dark face, you come with sleep and tiredness
With joy and sorrow
The marsh and El Rocío have marked you with their mark
I don't know if you have changed inside
I don't know if you have changed inside, the same as you are on the outside
but if you saw Her on Monday, you will come back in a different way
My Mother of El Rocío
I will behave in life as
You want me to be
For in El Rocío I have learned to be a true Christian

Beautiful and sad the way, when coming back
When coming back, beautiful and sad the way
When coming back
The Sevillanas are sung little by little, very slowly
Along paths and tracks the Sevillanas are heard
Along paths and tracks
The Sevillanas are heard, for this is the people of Gines
And the echo of these songs
And the echo of these songs remains in the marsh
And health is asked of the Virgin to see her another year