Credo - Enrique Morente

No me mueve, mi Dios, para quererte

El cielo que me tienes prometido

Ni me mueve el infierno tan temido

Para dejar por eso de ofenderte

Tú me mueves, Señor, muéveme el verte

Clavado en una cruz y escarnecido

Muéveme ver tu cuerpo tan herido

Muévenme tus afrentas y tu muerte

Muéveme, en fin, tu amor, y en tal manera

Que aunque no hubiera cielo, yo te amara

Y aunque no hubiera infierno, te temiera

No me tienes que dar porque te quiera

Pues aunque lo que espero no esperara

Lo mismo que te quiero te quisiera

It doesn't move me, my God, to love you

The heaven that you have promised me

Hell so feared doesn't even move me

To stop offending you for that

You move me, Lord, move me to see you

Nailed to a cross and mocked

Move me to see your body so hurt

I'm moved by your affronts and your death

Move me, finally, your love, and in such a way

That even if there was no sky, I would love you

And even if there was no hell, I would fear you

You don't have to give me because I love you

Well, although what I hope I did not expect

The same as I love you I would like you