El Redentor - ROSALÍA

Ya no tenía na' que hacerle, ay, ay

Y le escupen, y le abofetean

Y lo coronan de espinas

Sangre pura chorrea por su carita divina

Adivina, ay, era un día de jueves santo, ay

Sol y luna hace eclipse

Temblaron con los elementos

Cuando pidió el redentor

I no longer had anything to do to him, oh, oh

And they spit on him, and they slap him

And they crown him with thorns

Pure blood runs down her divine face

Guess, oh, it was Holy Thursday, oh

sun and moon makes eclipse

They trembled with the elements

When he asked for the redeemer