Lyrics of Riu Riu Chiu - David Archuleta

Riu Riu Chiu (original)

Riu riu chiu, la guarda ribera;
Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera,
Dios guardo el lobo de neustra cordera.
El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,
Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender;
Quisola hazer que no pudiese pecar,
Ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera.
Este ques nacido es el gran monarca,
Christo patriarca, de carne vestido;
hanos redimido con se hacer chiquito,
a un qura infinito, finito se hiziera.
Muchas profecias lo han profetizado,
Ya un nuestros dias lo hemos al consado
Adios humanado vemos en el suelo,
Yal hombre nelcielo porquel le quistera.
Yo vi mil garzones que andaban cantando,
por aqui volando, haciendo mil sones,
diciendo a gascones: Gloria sea en el cielo
y paz en el suelo, pues de sus nasciera.
Este viene a dar a los muertos vida
y viene a reparar de todos la caida;
es la luz del dia aqueste mozuelo;
este es el cordero que San Juan dixera.
Mira bien queos quadre que ansina lo oyera,
Que Dios no pudiera hacer la mas que madre,
El quera su padre hoy della nascio
Y el que la drio su hijo so dixera.
Pues que ya tenemos lo que deseamos,
todos juntos vamos, presentes llevemos;
todos le daremos muestra voluntad,
pues a se igualar con el hombre viniera.

(translation)

Riu riu chiu, the riverside guard;
God kept the wolf from our lamb,
God kept the wolf from our lamb.
The rabid wolf wanted to bite her,
But mighty God knew how to defend her;
She wanted to make her not be able to sin,
Not even original this Virgin did not have.
This ques born is the great monarch,
Christo patriarca, dressed in flesh;
we have been redeemed with becoming small,
to an infinite, finite qura would be made.
Many prophecies have prophesied it,
Already one our days we have consensual
Goodbye human we see on the ground,
And the man in heaven because he loved him.
I saw a thousand herdsmen who were singing,
here flying, making a thousand sounds,
saying to Gascons: Glory be in heaven
and peace on the ground, because of her birth from her.
This one comes to give the dead life
and he comes to repair everyone's fall;
It is the light of day, this boy;
This is the lamb that Saint John said.
Take a good look, queos quadre que ansina heard it,
That God could not make her more than a mother,
He wanted his father from him today he was born
And the one who said his son said it.
Well, we already have what we want,
Let's all go together, let's take presents;
we will all show will,
for to be equal with the man came.