Préstame a Mi Padre

I have searched everywhere
For a hug like yours
And they told me

That they don't make them anymore
I know I'm not in a position to demand
And that I have things to correct
I know I haven't been the best person

And I'm not the right one to ask
Only on this occasion
Please my God make an exception

Lend me my father
Give me a few minutes to remember
What it feels like to hug him
I need to tell him that back at our home

We all miss him
We miss his laughter
And even his scolding
Lend me my father

I would give anything to hear again
All his stories
For him to tell me how are you my child

And to tell him a thousand things
And to feel again
His rough hands
Lend me my father
Please little God
Don't bring him back late

(And if I cry)
(It's not out of sadness)
(But because I know you're here with me)
(And I'm feeling that hug)
(Come on old man)

(This is Edwin Luna and La Trakalosa de Monterrey)
Lend me my father
Give me a few minutes to remember
What it feels like to hug him
I need to tell him that back at our home

We all miss him
We miss his laughter
And even his scolding
Lend me my father

I would give anything to hear again
All his stories
For him to tell me how are you my child

And to tell him a thousand things
And to feel again
His rough hands
Lend me my father
Please little God
Don't bring him back late