Dolor de Madre
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Pobre mujer tiene los ojos tristes
De pena y pensar que su hijo no está libre
Y aun que es culpable para ella es inocente
Es dolor de madre por un hijo inconsciente.
Pobre mujer que siempre esta sufriendo
Cargando su cruz sin exhalar lamento
Pobre mujer siempre mirando al cielo
Pidiendo por el aunque no es un hijo bueno
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Si tienes a tu madre no la hagas sufrir
Pues ella ha sido el ángel que siempre cuida de ti
Cuida a esa mujer y no la hagas padecer
O después llorarás por tenerla que perder.
Un consejo te doy ya ponte a reflexionar
Del daño que estás causando ala mujer que vida te dio
Cuida a esa mujer y no la hagas padecer
O después llorarás por tenerla que perder.
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Mother's Pain
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Poor woman has sad eyes
With sorrow and thinking that her son is not free
And even though he's guilty, for her he's innocent
It's a mother's pain for an unconscious son.
Poor woman who is always suffering
Carrying her cross without exhaling a lament
Poor woman always looking at the sky
Praying for him even though he's not a good son
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If you have your mother, don't make her suffer
For she has been the angel who always takes care of you
Take care of that woman and don't make her suffer
Or you will cry later for having to lose her.
I give you advice, start reflecting
On the harm you are causing to the woman who gave you life
Take care of that woman and don't make her suffer
Or you will cry later for having to lose her.
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