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The roads were made
With water, wind and cold
An old man was walking
Very sad and afflicted to glory
To his blessed mother Victoria
Gloria, newborn, glory
Oh, oh, oh, my love, be gracious
Oh, oh, oh, my love, the lamb
Oh, oh, oh, we will sing the glory
Oh, oh, oh, little shepherd of heaven
The Virgin is washing herself
Her white legs in the river
And the angels sing to him
To the newborn child
Oh, oh, oh, my love, be gracious
Oh, oh, oh, my love, the lamb
Oh, oh, oh, we will sing the glory
Oh, oh, oh, little shepherd of heaven
(Olé) Wake up the shepherds
Little path to the portal
The shepherds go, wake up
Little path to the portal
Look at the star, the star, the star,
Look at her looking at you, looking at her
The night becomes clear
And the star that does not shine
In a manger he stands
To announce the Messiah
Playing and singing
Dancing to the beat
Merry Christmas verses
The shepherds at Christmas
They give it to the little boy
What is on the portal?
The mistletoe, the time, the field, the laurel
And even sings to him, he covers him
He lodges you, with clothes of alajos, mint and honey
They are already taking him to the king of heaven
High heels, handkerchiefs, sashes and corsets
Because the cold of January is coming
And he is almost naked
The boy Manuel
They are already taking him to the king of heaven
High heels, handkerchiefs, sashes and corsets
Because the cold of January is coming
And he is almost naked
The boy Manuel
Let's sing this Christmas carol to the choir
That is like a treasure
Let's sing child, you'll see how soon
His little eyes shine
May it never stay and that is promised
Let's sing this Christmas carol to the choir
That is like a treasure
Let's sing child, you'll see how soon
His little eyes shine
May it never stay and that is promised
I go with my donkey
Loaded with joy
To see the child of God
And to contemplate Mary
I go with my donkey
Loaded with chocolate
I bring my chocolate pot
My grinder and my wire
I have a little donkey with black eyes
That I love him more than my heart
A lame mule with very bad legs
I don't want that one, I don't.
Because my brunette is very funny
He has a lot of grace and charm
For my donkey I die, I die
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