Gardener of life,
sowing this your restless heart,
the divine light of love.
Gardener of life,
you who watered the furrows where they germinated
the seeds, and the noble feelings.
You who pruned the bad harvests and also
the withered flowers.
He also prunes bad feelings, which
they wither love and sadden the soul.
If crying the flowers are watered, they light
the sweetness of love.
Crying also leaves the pollen, of the
pure feelings of life.
Gardener of love,
who sings like birds in spring time.
Collect the sacred fruit that your young sowed
spirit.
Collect the sublime fruit, which the mother gives you
Earth,
Espárcelo for the world, where is the
sadness.
Where is the suffering.
Where is the hungry.
Gardener of love,
who sings happy and sad, carries the message
of peace that calms suffering.
Take the message and the light, which gives faith to
hungry.
It is not always sung with joy
nor cry of sadness.
nor is the sun hidden without bringing light to
day.
Gardener of life,
that you see night and day
If you sing for this world, bring peace and
harmony.
Let your song bring water, to water your
garden.
And your fruit calm the hunger
and so the world is happy.