Sixpence None The Richer — Riu Riu Chiu song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Riu Riu Chiu" by Sixpence None The Richer.
Lyrics
Riu, riu, chiu
La guarda ribera
Dios guarde el lobo
De nuestra cordera.
El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,
Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender;
Quisole hazer que no pudiesse pecar,
Ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Este qu’es nascido es el gran monarca,
Cristo patriarca de carne vestido;
Hanos redimido con se hazer chiquito,
Aunqu’era infinito, finito se hizera.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Muchas profecias lo han profetizado,
Y aun en nuestros dias lo hemos alcancado.
A Dios humanado vemos en el suelo
Y al hombre nel cielo porqu’er le quisiera.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Yo vi mil Garzones que andavan cantando,
Por aqui bolando, haciendo mil sones,
Diziendo a gascones Gloria sea en el cielo,
Y paz en el suelo qu’es Jesus nascieta.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Este viene a dar a los muertos vida
Y viene a reparar de todos la caida;
Es la luz del dia aqueste mocuelo;
Este es el cordero que San Juan dixera.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Pues que ya tenemos lo que desseamos,
Todos juntos vamos presentes llevemos;
Todos le daremos nuestra voluntad,
Pues a se igualar con el hombre viniera.
Riu, riu, chiu,
Lyrics translation
Riu, Riu, chiu
The ribera watch
God Save The Wolf
Our lamb.
The rabid wolf wanted to bite her,
But mighty God knew how to defend her;
I wish I could not sin,
Not even original This virgin did not have.
Riu, Riu, chiu,
This Born is the great monarch,
Christ patriarch of flesh clothed;
Hanos redeemed with SE Hazer chiquito,
Even though it was infinite, it would be finite.
Riu, Riu, chiu,
Many prophecies have prophesied it,
And even in our days we have reached it.
The humanized God we see on the ground
And the man in the sky why'er would love him.
Riu, Riu, chiu,
I saw a thousand Garzones singing,
Around here bolando, making a thousand sones,
Telling Gascons Glory Be In Heaven,
And peace on the ground that Jesus is born.
Riu, Riu, chiu,
This one comes to give the dead life
And comes to repair all the fall;
It's the light of day that little brat;
This is the lamb that St. John dixera.
Riu, Riu, chiu,
Well, we already have what we want.,
All together we go present let's take;
We will all give him our will,
Well to match with the man would come.
Riu, Riu, chiu,