Below is the lyrics of the song Credo (Misa Campesina) , artist - Nana Mouskouri with translation
Original text with translation
Nana Mouskouri
Creo, Señor, firmemente
Que de tu pródiga mente
Todo este mundo nació
Que de tu mano de artista
De pintor primitivista
La belleza floreció
Las estrellas y la luna
Las casitas, las lagunas
Los barquitos navegando
Sobre el río rumbo al mar
Los inmensos cafetales
Los blancos algodonales
Y los bosques mutilados
Por el hacha criminal
Los inmensos los cafetales
Los blancos algodonales
Y los bosques mutilados
Por el hacha criminal
Creo en vos
Arquitecto, ingeniero
Artesano, carpintero
Albañil y armador
Creo en vos
Constructor de pensamiento
De la música y el viento
De la paz y del amor
Yo creo en vos, Cristo obrero
Luz de luz y verdadero
Unigénito de Dios
Que para salvar al mundo
En el vientre humilde y puro
De María se encarnó
Creo que fuiste golpeado
Con escarnio torturado
En la cruz martirizado
Siendo Pilatos pretor
El romano imperialista
Puñetero y desalmado
Que lavándose las manos
Quiso borrar el error
El romano imperialista
Puñetero y desalmado
Que lavándose las manos
Quiso borrar el error
Creo en vos
Arquitecto, ingeniero
Artesano, carpintero
Albañil y armador
Creo en vos
Constructor de pensamiento
De la música y el viento
De la paz y del amor
Creo en vos
Arquitecto, ingeniero
Artesano, carpintero
Albañil y armador
Creo en vos
Constructor de pensamiento
De la música y el viento
De la paz y del amor
I firmly believe, Lord
That of your prodigal mind
This whole world was born
That of your artist's hand
Of a primitive painter
beauty blossomed
the stars and the moon
The houses, the lagoons
The little boats sailing
Over the river towards the sea
The huge coffee plantations
The cotton whites
And the forests mutilated
by the criminal ax
The immense coffee plantations
The cotton whites
And the forests mutilated
by the criminal ax
I believe in you
Architect engineer
craftsman, carpenter
Bricklayer and shipowner
I believe in you
Thought builder
Of music and the wind
Of peace and love
I believe in you, Christ the worker
light of light and true
only begotten of God
Than to save the world
In the humble and pure womb
From Mary he became incarnate
I think you were hit
With tortured derision
On the cross martyred
Being Pilate praetor
The Roman Imperialist
bloody and heartless
than washing your hands
wanted to delete the error
The Roman Imperialist
bloody and heartless
than washing your hands
wanted to delete the error
I believe in you
Architect engineer
craftsman, carpenter
Bricklayer and shipowner
I believe in you
Thought builder
Of music and the wind
Of peace and love
I believe in you
Architect engineer
craftsman, carpenter
Bricklayer and shipowner
I believe in you
Thought builder
Of music and the wind
Of peace and love
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