Adiós A La Mama
Charles Aznavour
Goodbye To Mom
They are here, they have arrived
To the call of love
Mom is dying
Everyone has finally arrived
From all parts of the country
From the oldest to the youngest
Everyone around mom
And even the children playing
At one end of the room
They try not to scream
It's a final attention to mom
Everyone takes turns caring for her
Attending to her, hugging her
Mom is dying
Holy Mary, mother of God
Our Lady of Sorrows
Everyone prays to you fervently
And sings the Hail Mary, Hail Mary
There is so much love, so much peace
Around mom
So many sighs, so much pain
Around mom
The gathering is formed again
And so for the last time
Mom is dying
And like a ritual on the occasion
They pass back and forth
The vase with a fishy taste
That they drink in moderation
It's strange but there is no sadness
There is great resignation
And while one brother prays
The other, the other sings a song to mom
And the women have gathered
Around the eldest sister
Mom is dying
A beautiful candle consumed
Before an image of the Lord
With a worn rosary
Repeating the prayer
Hail Mary
So many memories and so much love
Around mom
So many sighs, so much pain
Around mom
That she will never, never, never
Never leave us