La Saeta Lyrics English (with Translation): Aaron Sevilla | P.Rivas

Aaron Sevilla joins P.Rivas, Peppe Citarella, and Oliver Gil for ‘La Saeta,’ a heartfelt tribute to Andalusian tradition. The lyricist writes about the passion of the people, while the composer arranges a melody that echoes the solemnity of Holy Week. The song draws listeners into a world of devotion and ritual.

La Saeta Lyrics English (with Translation): Aaron Sevilla | P.Rivas
Released: March 6, 2026

La Saeta

Aaron Sevilla | P.Rivas

Lyricist
Aaron Sevilla Padilla, Giuseppe Citarella, Oliver Gil Alconchel, Pedro Jose Rivas Gozalez
Composer
Aaron Sevilla Padilla, Giuseppe Citarella, Oliver Gil Alconchel, Pedro Jose Rivas Gozalez

La Saeta Meaning & Lyrics (Aaron Sevilla | P.Rivas)

The poet mentions the need for a ladder to climb the wooden cross, symbolizing a longing to ease Jesus’ suffering. Aaron Sevilla sings about the Christ of the Gypsies, whose hands are always stained with blood. The lyrics capture the faith of a community that honors this sacrifice every spring.

¿Quién me presta una escaleraWho’ll lend me a ladder,
Para subir al maderoto climb up the wooden cross,
Y quitarle los clavosand remove the nails
A Jesús el Nazareno?from Jesus the Nazarene?
Con la saeta al cantarAs we sing the ‘saeta’,
Al Cristo de los Gitanosto the Christ of the Gypsies,
Siempre con sangre en las manosalways with blood on His hands,
Siempre por desenclavaralways longing to unnail Him.
Cantar del pueblo andaluzIt’s the song of the Andalusian people,
Que todas las primaveraswho, every single spring,
Iban pidiendo escaleraswent around asking for ladders,
Para subir a la cruzto climb up to the cross.
Cantar de la tierra míaThe song of my homeland,
Que echa floresthat throws flowers
Al Jesús de la agoníato the Jesus in agony,
Y es la fe de mi mayoresand represents my ancestors’ faith.
Con la saeta al cantarAs we sing the ‘saeta’,
Al Cristo de los Gitanosto the Christ of the Gypsies,
Siempre con sangre en las manosalways with blood on His hands,
Siempre por desenclavaralways longing to unnail Him.
Cantar del pueblo andaluzIt’s the song of the Andalusian people,
Que todas las primaveraswho, every single spring,
Andan pidiendo escaleraswalk around asking for ladders,
Para subir a la cruzto climb up to the cross.
Con la saeta al cantarAs we sing the ‘saeta’,
Al Cristo de los Gitanosto the Christ of the Gypsies,
Siempre con sangre en las manosalways with blood on His hands,
Siempre por desenclavaralways longing to unnail Him.
Cantar del pueblo andaluzIt’s the song of the Andalusian people,
Que todas las primaveraswho, every single spring,
Iban pidiendo escaleraswent around asking for ladders,
Para subir a la cruzto climb up to the cross.

La Saeta Music Video

‘La Saeta’ lyrics offer a glimpse into the soul of Andalusia. The song, featuring Sevilla and his collaborators, blends tradition with a touching musical arrangement.