Esa Mujes Es Mi Madre
No me hacen falta tus besos
Falsas caricias mas bien
Era una costumbre
A tu presencia
No hay rencor ya de mi parte
Por lo contrario fue una experiencia
Yo tengo una amor muy grande ke si me kiere
Es un amor muy bonito puro y sincero que por ti
Lo iva olvidando no vuelvas mas, te soy sincero
Esa mujer es mi madre, la que por mi sufre y llora
Se que podra perdonarme, poor que me quiere por que me adora
Esa mujer es mi madre, la que por mi reza y llora
Se que podra perdonarme por compararme yo a una traidora
Esa es mi madreee.....
Kiero ser nuve viajera que el viento lleva
De lo alto mirar la flores de mil colores
Transformarle en tres cariciar y robarles sus olores
Esa mujer es mi madre, la que por mi sufre y llora
Se que podra perdonarme, poor que me quiere por que me adora
Esa mujer es mi madre, la que por mi reza y llora
Se que podra perdonarme por compararme yo a una traidora
That Woman Is My Mother
I don't need your kisses
False caresses instead
It was a habit
To your presence
There is no resentment from me
On the contrary, it was an experience
I have a very big love that loves me
It's a very beautiful, pure and sincere love that for you
I was forgetting, don't come back, I'm honest
That woman is my mother, the one who suffers and cries for me
I know she can forgive me, because she loves me, because she adores me
That woman is my mother, the one who prays and cries for me
I know she can forgive me for comparing me to a traitor
That's my mother...
I want to be a wandering cloud that the wind carries
From above, look at the flowers of a thousand colors
Transform them into three, caress and steal their scents
That woman is my mother, the one who suffers and cries for me
I know she can forgive me, because she loves me, because she adores me
That woman is my mother, the one who prays and cries for me
I know she can forgive me for comparing me to a traitor