Una Madre No Se Cansa de Esperar (Hoy He Vuelto)
Cuántas veces siendo niño te recé
Con mis besos, te decía que te amaba
Poco a poco, con el tiempo, fui alejándome de Ti
Por caminos que se alejan, me perdí
Por caminos que se alejan, me perdí
Y hoy he vuelto, madre, a recordar
Cuántas cosas dije ante tu altar
Y al rezarte puedo comprender
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
Al regreso, me encendías una luz
Sonriendo desde lejos, me esperabas
En la mesa, la comida aún caliente y el mantel
Y tu abrazo es mi alegría de volver
Y tu abrazo es mi alegría de volver
Y hoy he vuelto, madre, a recordar
Cuántas cosas dije ante tu altar
Y al rezarte puedo comprender
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
Aunque el hijo se alejara del hogar
Una madre siempre espera su regreso
El regalo más hermoso que a los hijos da el Señor
Es su madre y el milagro de su amor
Es su madre y el milagro de su amor
Y hoy he vuelto, madre, a recordar
Cuántas cosas dije ante tu altar
Y al rezarte puedo comprender
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
Que una madre no se cansa de esperar
A Mother Can't Get Tired of Waiting (Today I'm Back)
How many times as a child I prayed to you
With my kisses, I told you that I loved you
Little by little, over time, I was moving away from You
On paths that move away, I got lost
On paths that move away, I got lost
And today I have returned, mother, to remember
How many things I said before your altar
And by praying to you I can understand
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
When you returned, you turned on a light for me
Smiling from afar, you were waiting for me
On the table, the food is still hot and the tablecloth
And your hug is my joy of returning
And your hug is my joy of returning
And today I have returned, mother, to remember
How many things I said before your altar
And by praying to you I can understand
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
Even if the son moved away from home
A mother always waits for your return
The most beautiful gift that the Lord gives to children
It is his mother and the miracle of his love
It is his mother and the miracle of his love
And today I have returned, mother, to remember
How many things I said before your altar
And by praying to you I can understand
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
That a mother never gets tired of waiting
Escrita por: Carmelo Erdozain