Préstame a Mi Padre

Lend Me My Father

Préstame a Mi Padre

I have searched everywhereHe buscado en todos lados
For a hug like yoursUn abrazo igual al tuyo
And they told meY me dijeron

That they don't make them anymoreQue ya no los hacen
I know I'm not in a position to demandSé que no estoy en condiciones de exigir
And that I have things to correctY que tengo cosas por corregir
I know I haven't been the best personSé que no he sido la mejor persona

And I'm not the right one to askY no soy el indicado pa' pedir
Only on this occasionSolo en esta ocasión
Please my God make an exceptionPor favor Dios mío has una excepción

Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre
Give me a few minutes to rememberDame unos minutos para recordar
What it feels like to hug himQue se siente abrazarlo
I need to tell him that back at our homeOcupo decirle que allá en nuestra casa

We all miss himTodos lo extrañamos
We miss his laughterHace falta su risa
And even his scoldingY hasta sus regaños
Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre

I would give anything to hear againDaría lo que fuera por oír de nuevo
All his storiesTodas sus historias
For him to tell me how are you my childPorque me dijera como estás mi niño

And to tell him a thousand thingsY contarle mil cosas
And to feel againY sentir de nuevo
His rough handsSus manos rasposas
Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre
Please little GodPor favor diosito
Don't bring him back lateNo lo regreso tarde

(And if I cry)(Y si lloro)
(It's not out of sadness)(No es de tristeza)
(But because I know you're here with me)(Si no porque sé que estás aquí conmigo)
(And I'm feeling that hug)(Y estoy sintiendo ese abrazo)
(Come on old man)(Ándale viejón)

(This is Edwin Luna and La Trakalosa de Monterrey)(Esto es edwin Luna y la trakalosa de monterrey)
Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre
Give me a few minutes to rememberDame unos minutos para recordar
What it feels like to hug himQue se siente abrazarlo
I need to tell him that back at our homeOcupo decirle que allá en nuestra casa

We all miss himTodos lo extrañamos
We miss his laughterHace falta su risa
And even his scoldingY hasta sus regaños
Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre

I would give anything to hear againDaría lo que fuera por oír de nuevo
All his storiesTodas sus historias
For him to tell me how are you my childPorque me dijera como estás mi niño

And to tell him a thousand thingsY contarle mil cosas
And to feel againY sentir de nuevo
His rough handsSus manos rasposas
Lend me my fatherPréstame a mi padre
Please little GodPor favor diosito
Don't bring him back lateNo lo regreso tarde