ROSALÍA - El Redentor (English Translation) lyrics
by Genius English Translations
[Holy Week in Sevilla]
There was nothing else left to do
Oh, oh
And they spit on him
And they slap him
And he is crowned with thorns
Pure blood drips down his little face
Guess, it was a holy Thursday day
Sun and moon eclipse
They trembled with the elements
When the redeemer asked