Adiós A La Mama
Charles Aznavour
Goodbye To Mom
They are here, they have already arrived
At the call of love
Mom is dying
Everyone has finally arrived now
From all over the country
From the oldest to the youngest
All around the mother
And even the children when playing
At one end of the room
They try hard not to scream
It is a final attention to the breast
Everyone takes turns taking care of her
In caring for her and hugging her
Mom is dying
Holy Mary mother of God
Our Lady of Sorrow
Everyone prays to you with fervor
And they sing the Hail Mary, Hail Mary
So many memories and so much love
Around the breast
So much sighing, so much pain
Around the breast
The meeting is formed again
And so for the last time
Mom is dying
And as a ritual on the occasion
They pass over and over again
The jar with a taste of fish
Who drink in moderation
It's weird but there's no sadness
There is a great resignation
And while a brother prays
The other, the other sings a song to mom
And the women have gathered
Around the older sister
Mom is dying
A half-burned candle
Before an image of the Lord
With a blackened rosary
Repeating the prayer
Hail Mary
So much memory and so much love
Around the breast
So much sighing, so much pain
Around the breast
That never, never, never
He will never leave us