Perdon Doctor
Horacio Guarany
Sorry Doctor
Sorry Doctor
Doctor...
I am just a poor boy.
Doctor...
if you could understand me.
My sick mother cannot understand
that you must charge to cure her.
I bring you,
my two kittens and my dog,
my spinning top, my kite, and the hat
that my father left when he died
and I keep as a great memory.
Doctor...
hurry, she is very ill.
Doctor...
forgive me for being so poor.
If she gets better,
she will come to pay you everything,
she cooks, washes, shakes, and makes blankets,
she also knows how to milk and tie the oxen,
plant, sow, and plow, but she is very poor!
Doctor...
I am very lonely in the houses.
Doctor...
forgive me for being so poor!
Don't worry doctor, I understand you,
I am just a child and I realize
you cannot go, as the storm
threatens to flood the whole way.
Someday!, someday an Argentine will come
who will bring a doctor to my house!
If she gets better...