A Mí Padre (part. Oscar Larroca)

I still remember my mother's words
Son
You can't deny your pride
You are the living portrait of your father

If I have sung in my different voices
Restlessness from love
That is in the soul

If I have vibrated before pain
Withered brow
Surrendering the heart
Wrapped in flames
Icy ice to that cross
That you chose
As wife and companion
Of your love

How to forget about you
Father if you were
Compass and guide
Of my heart

With the affection of a good son
Oh father in your name
I kneel
If with a gesture
You stole my sleep

Your love gave me everything
In the affection

Distant voices
Childhood
Beloved old man
If yesterday I cornered myself
To moan

From man to man
Dad today I bless you
I lost in the world
My best friend
When your chest embraced me
To die

I don't want to touch the feeling
Of those children
Who abandon their parents
I just want to sing
Like the winds
Tell the heart
Of those who ignore

It's more beautiful to take care
Of a loved one
Under the paternal roof
The sweet love
Than to return and cry
Because they have gone
Without our kiss
Nor a withered flower