Victor Manuel — Atrás Queda el Pueblo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Atrás Queda el Pueblo" by Victor Manuel.
Lyrics
Con un saco viejo, dos tristes monedas y un rezo en las labios
Salí una mañana con ojos de niño, abiertos los brazos
Atrás queda el pueblo, la niña morena y los sueños frustrados
Delante caminos, caminos inciertos, caminos amargos
El viejo francisco recita consejos, me extiende su mano
El cura felipe bendice mi frente y le beso la mano
Repican campanas, ya están las beatas moviendo los labios
Me han prometido velar mi camino rezando rosarios
Hay un silencio que rompen los gritos de un niño llorando
Y todo el mundo del pobre al alcalde me estrecha la mano
La abuela solloza, abuelo se crece y le tiemblan los labios
El tren ha partido y el humo envuelve mi pueblo lejano
Lyrics translation
With an old sack, two sad coins and a prayer on his lips
I went out one morning with child's eyes, arms open
Behind is the village, the brunette girl and the frustrated dreams
Before paths, uncertain paths, bitter paths
Old Francis recites advice, extends his hand to me
The priest Philip blesses my forehead and kisses his hand
Bells are ringing, the blessed ones are already moving their lips
I have been promised to watch my way by praying rosaries
There is a silence that break the cries of a crying child
And everyone from the poor to the mayor shakes my hand
Grandma sobs, grandpa grows up and her lips tremble
The train has departed and the smoke envelops my faraway village