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Mantis y Palmas esparciendo va

El Pueblo alegre de Jerusalen.

Alla a lo Legos se empieza mira

En un pollino al Hijo de Dios

Mientras milo voices resuenan por do quier

Hosanna que Vienen El number del Senor

Como en la Estrada de Jeruselen,

Todos cantaloupe a Jesus el Rey,

Al Cristo vivo quenos Llama hoy Para sequirle

Con amor y fe

From every corner, a thousand voices sing

Praises to Him who comes in the name of God.

Con un Aliento de gran exclamacion prorrumpen Con voices triunfal: Hosanna!

Hosanna al Rey!

Hosanna!

Hosanna!

Hosanna al Rey!

With one great shout of acclamation loud,

Triumphant song breaks forth:

Hosanna!

Hosanna to the King!

Hosanna to the King!

Hosanna!

Hosanna!

Hosanna to the King!

Filled with the excitement,

All the happy throng...

Spread cloaks and branches on the city streets.

There, in the distance, they'll begin to see,

Riding on an ass....

Here comes the Son of God.

So, think quickly, think fast,

Let the past become the past;

The son is only filled with love.

Yes, God is love.

As in that entrance to the Holy Place we respect,

Give NOT our persecutions,

Leave NOT those we love to be faced with our neglect,

Although our savior is yet a God, there are those we must protect,

With the joy of those we bless now,

There are those we must correct.

Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to the King!

Hosanna, hosanna, many thanks and more blessings!